A silhouette in the sky
Sometimes it looks like a hole
Ours lives measured by one soul
Uh, it feels right
Let's break this window
Empty land
We want to sell the truth
Uh, no, do you see?
Uh, no, do you see?
An old man says that miles away
People share their lives so painlessly
Years ago, good men sowed their land
Ah, the truth
Ah, the truth
There's a river with those lives, they said
In this river that beggars call home
Let there be life, again
Lord, let there be life again
Lord, let there be lie, again