Heaven help the soul severed From the place it belongs up in the mindless struggle Of the weak against the along the border Keep the peace, law and order
Why we see it's all a record of lies? It's their kind of strength, their defense An imaginary
a kid and his younger brother Headed for the Had no in the telescopic sights Of the rifle fire But now he's buried on the Where the rivers are not water
Why can't we see it's all a of lies? It's their kind of truth, it can be proved With imaginary
In times like concernin' Who which bridge is burnin' Don't for map readin' Just make that you're still breathin'
After the dreadful were drawn The children would dream of the And how beautiful were Year after year they dive to the bottom of the lagoon Hoping that the oysters would come
They risked homes, families and meager possessions To search for the pearls, to sure They were heavy enough to reach the The children tied to their backs, many of them died
Streams of 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 kind of strength, their only defense An imaginary
Why can't we see all a record of lies? It's kind of truth, it can only be proved imaginary lines
Why can't we see all a record of lies? It's their kind of strength, only defense An line