In this world, we have gone Out on our own, all alone in stone Looking for time that passes us by You tired and old you may get left behind In this world we hope to see Invisible signs of our democracy so Maybe somehow we all can say That it's worth the blood that we leave on the stage And in this world we make a stand For suffering minds of unknown lands But the water below our two left feet Can never rise above our political heat For in this world we have a voice and it's, Loud as hell if we have the choice Don't consume the best to fill our lives Then we feed our kids what we leave behind For in this world we have to shake it Man the hands that batton breaks If we hesitate we might forget About the hard checks written for last month's rent How in the hell can we progress If we're all out of work and hooked on pills for stress They tell us, up in heaven there is food to eat But for now all we get is this shit on the street How in the hell, can anyone trust And food stamps filling our bellies up Homeless kids on forgotten roads Let's hope they can bear with the winter cold, cause The spark within the youngest eye Can slowly fade with the whisper cry So lend your heart and all you know And relieve the pain so the good can grow.