To Be Treated

[C]Oh we are w[D]hat we are wh[A]en in danger
And we [C]are as we st[D]and head in h[A]and
When a [C]friend brings to [D]light
On a col[F]d silver knife
[E]You can stare your fate right in[A]to his hands    [E]

Oh we are what we are when we'll name to
Be the soulowning guardians of lands
And there's always advice
On a cold winter's night
That your dreams are just an island in the sand
Way out in the sand

[D]Don't it seem so strange[A]
[D]How it just don't change[A]
[D]Things just stay the sam[A]e
As they've alway[E]s been
[F]Some of us are out to wi[C]n
And s[A]ome others are [E]out just to ai[A]m             [E]

Oh we are what we are when we're praying
In our own way of seeking some light
May the mission bell still ring
Of the colourful dreams
In the faith that everyone will be treated right.