Lyrics

See the wise man,
Holding out his hand.
It has just began,
We don’t understand.

Follow as we can,
We the simple man.
When we could we ran,
But we don’t understand.

Feel the pain of those who stand with pockets full of rain,
And mouths of sand.
We became a player in a never winning game,
And made it out.

We have tried before,
To heal the soldier’s war.
What we trying for?
We will die no more.

Feel the pain of those who stand with pockets full of rain,
And mouths of sand.
We became a player in a never winning game,
And made it out.

Feel the pain of those who stand with pockets full of rain,
And mouths of sand.
We became a player in a never winning game,
And made it out.