Sunday, March 15, 2009

Hurting, Faking, Burning, Building, Freeing

All around me people hurt, people hurt
All around me people hurt, and they are crying out... to me?
I see their faces faking it, faking it
I see their faces faking it, but they are burning undearneath.
Every day a wall is built, a wall is built, a wall is built
Every day a wall is built, and I wonder of their hope.
Deep inside I know the truth, I know the truth
Deep inside I know the truth, and the truth will set them free.

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