We press play, don't press pause. Progress, march on. With the veil over our eyes, we turn our back on the cause. 'Till the day that my uncles can be united by law, when kids are walking 'round the hallway plagued by pain in their heart. A world so hateful some would rather die than be who they are. And a certificate on paper isn't gonna solve it all, but it's a good place to start.