Friday, February 25, 2011

Not Much Longer Now

I steal to feed, I fight to breathe, through hunger not greed
I find these days it's the only way I can survive

WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ?
IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ?

In this dusty city with all the gods on the hill
Will not one of them help us ?
The temple which they built is an empty shell
The people who I see, scurrying on the streets, oblivious to our needs
I wonder sometimes how so many could be so blind ?

WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ?
IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ?

Today I stole the sun from the sky, the color from the heart of a rose
Today I took food from the hand of a starving child

WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ?
IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ?

(I guess that makes me a bad man) (3x)

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