Heaven help the that's severed From the place it belongs up in the mindless struggle Of the against the strong Headlights along the the peace, their law and order
Why can't we see it's all a record of It's their kind of strength, their defense An imaginary
Just a kid and his younger for the wire Had no rights in the sights Of the rifle fire But now he's buried on the Where the rivers are blood not
Why can't we see all a record of lies? It's their kind of truth, it can only be With lines
In like these concernin' Who decides which is burnin' Don't fall for map Just make sure you're still breathin'
After the dreadful were drawn The children dream of the pearls And how they were Year after year they would dive to the bottom of the Hoping that the oysters would come
risked everything Their homes, families and possessions To search for the pearls, to make were heavy enough to reach the bottom The children stones to their backs, many of them died
of blood and broken bodies Rose to the of the lagoon And the lagoon cried, cried, cried,
Why can't we see all a record of lies? It's their of strength, their only defense An imaginary
Why can't we see it's all a record of It's kind of truth, it can only be proved With imaginary
Why can't we see it's all a record of It's their kind of strength, their only An imaginary