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Come join us here, the trillion soulsWho lived and loved and longed aloneThe decent men and decent womenWhose passions slept unknown. We ask you now to grip our handsAnd rise up from the dirtThen shake the mud they threw at youAnd bury all your hurt. The pious priests are shadows nowThe bible leafs have curledYour sins were never yours to ownThey rotted with your world. We think of you, the shamefaced girlsWho wept upon your bedsAnd suffered years of wretched sexWhilst crying in your heads. And all the men, who loved in sinThough caring for their wivesThey hid their passion and hid the truthAnd hid for all their lives. The beaten son with broken hopesThe daughter, shunned and damnedThe hopeless children ostracisedWhen the family door was slammed. To all the cretins in your homesWho sniggered at our prideWe throw your doctrines in a pyreA trillion bibles wide. The days when poofters had to hideHave gone now, they are deadThe chance to love has been unlockedBy the freedom that you dread. I'm thinking of our soldiers nowThe queers who called for changeAnd marched their way past ParliamentWhen no hope seemed in range. They stood alone. They stared them downThough damning words were hurledAnd marched and fought and held their groundAs the rainbow flag unfurled. I could not love without their fightI would never have been freeWithout their war to let me liveAs the man I'm meant to be. So gather here, the trillion soulsWho lived and loved and longed aloneWho heard us calling from the lightTo rise up and be known. We watch them lift from poisoned earthAnd stare up to the starsThe tortured souls, all born too soonStill carrying their scars. They mingle with the wedding guestsAnd think about their livesWhilst watching in bewildermentGay husbands and gay wives. Justice wrote our marriage vowsAnd freedom is our hostThe congregation of lost livesCan help us raise a toast. To all those trillion wasted soulsWho lived and loved and longed aloneThe decent men and decent womenWhose passions slept unknown. The ancient man who died in tearsA frightened queer, a fakeThe secret dyke whose heart was deadWe marry for your sake. You may have lived through crueltyBeen tortured, hurt and shamedBut today the bigots and the dimHave had their voices tamed. We won't forget your torture, norThe cruelty that you facedSo with this ring, we promise youYour life was not a waste. You are with us, the trillion soulsWho lived and loved and longed aloneThe decent men and decent womenWhose passions slept unknown.
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