Things been different lately Times aren't what they used to be Sending people off to fight I doubt this wrong will make it right
There's children in the rain Hoping the cold will numb their pain Slow motion in the night What a treacherous sight Their heads are in the clouds If they think they can turn it around I'd say this is a fall from grace
Haven't got much sleep lately Won't say much about what I see I can't stand to watch the news And all it's twisted point of views
There's children in the rain Hoping the cold will numb their pain Slow motion in the night What a treacherous sight Their heads are in the clouds If they think they can turn it around I'd say this is a fall from grace