the rain falls
into my hands
its thick and black
I know what it is
beside me
a simple man
with a helmet on his head
and a gun in his hand
smiles at me
and then falls
to the sand....
ohhhhooooo
his blood is black
as the storm above
and all falls to the sand
and mixes with the blood and
rain.......
ohhhh
what have we done here?
what do we care?
who pays for the easy life
that we won't share?
our ignorance
gives us bliss
and when we fall
we'll realize
what we've done here oh
so sad
so sad
too bad.......
the will to live
does not give
to a bank
so old folks pay
for medicane
without they can't live!
and even when the cash runs out
and still they want to see...
a grandchild's first chistamas eve...
oh first chistmas eve...
ohhhhh
is it wrong to will for that?
to live to see the day?
when was it a sin
want to live
and care for family?
when did life have to pay?
ohhhh
what have we done here?
what do we care?
who pays for the easy life
that we won't share?
our ignorance
gives us bliss
and when we fall
we'll realize
what we've done here oh
so sad
so sad
too bad.......
the abused
walk the streets
blind to love they cannot see!
the rich hide
tucked in their world
of things that don't fill the soul....
so tell me what the young do not know!?
we see the pain
and count the hours
taught by a sad world
till ice comes
and captures our veins!
we'll walk the paths
our parents did
cause we do not know the way...
so how can there be a better day?
we hope and cry
and still we pray
but we still don't know
the way........
ohhhh
what have we done here?
what do we care?
who pays for the easy life
that we won't share?
our ignorance
gives us bliss
and when we fall
we'll realize
what we've done here oh
so sad
so sad
too bad.......
and in the end
for good or bad
without a bang we'll leave
but still there will be no more dreams.....
