Monday, March 7, 2011

3 Pawns

To distant stars, people pray Saying Heaven is so far away
To burning down and shooting around The world is a bizarre place
The four seasons, sometimes two All depends where you live
Trying to sleep, living in the street Don't blink your eyes, you maybe gone
We fight for what's right An opinion we're taught by people's words
Put down your foot, plant it in the ground Flowers will grow, point their hands
Blame never ends, your soul will cry Don't be scared in all these fears
You'll turn out alright
Can you hear me now?
Are we all okay now?
Can you hear me now?
Are we all okay now?
Growing up takes little time One event changes minds
People tell me to let it out and cry Then pick up my things and move on
But these people don't live my life Staying up all the night, worrying about the mights
We all stroll through time, morals and lies Babies start to cry, before they are born
The pain never ends There's derived demand for what we call people's land
God gave it all
Can you hear me now?
Are we all okay now?
Can you hear me now?
Are we all okay now?

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