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A Broken Silence - The Road is Lost |
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Can you picture a little boy,dragging wood down the lane? |
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Grandma waiting for him brother,playing outside in the rain |
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Each day we hear the score,Before not after shots of war |
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And the road to him is love,but the love is never more |
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Wishing it all to end,enraged by the slaughtering |
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Thoughts explode like my head's a grenade and I draw the pin |
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Talking to men with one choice to run off or defend |
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Must punish to win,gotta let that gun off for ya kin |
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Now only laws is,no laws at all once it begins |
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From the smell of blood, violence is absorbed into the skin |
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And the thoughts of kids caught should torture people to death |
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Now freedom is with them, see if they morph and see any sense |
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Can you picture a little boy,dragging wood down the lane? |
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Grandma waiting for him brother,playing outside in the rain |
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Each day we hear the score,Before not after shots of war |
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And the road to him is love,but the love is never more |
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Not all true pictures of war are drawn in the news |
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So we painted a little more like George Gittoes do |
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Jaded because we didn't hear them calls coming through |
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How we'd savor our days,if we had to walk in them shoes |
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Countries can't build without support for the youth |
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They lost when their most important resources abused |
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Forming our views,and not picking up on the cues |
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Inner-city blues stop men from listening to the clues |
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Voices on mute,and so we whisper this to you |
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No time for school,many children be enlisted to be troops |
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And we walk,thinking that the system got us screwed |
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Like we taught,just to keep a short distance from the truth |
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When scores are born only to be drifting to a noose |
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When we can we'll be saying,Lord forgive,we never knew |
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Gotta question why men,got their scriptures misconstrued |
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And why spending on weapons and not assistance is the rule |
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Can you picture a little boy,dragging wood down the lane? |
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Grandma waiting for him brother,playing outside in the rain |
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Each day we hear the score,Before not after shots of war |
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And the road to him is love,but the love is never more |
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We’re caught up in the visions that you’ve shown us |
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And not the millions of innocents that been blown up |
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Cold hearts disconnecting us from our own blood |
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For their objectives it’s best that they blindfold us |
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Can you picture a little boy,dragging wood down the lane? |
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Grandma waiting for him brother,playing outside in the rain |
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We’re caught up in the visions that you’ve shown us |
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And not the millions of innocents that been blown up |
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Cold hearts disconnecting us from our own blood |
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For their objectives it’s best that they blindfold us |
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Can you picture a little boy,dragging wood down the lane? |
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Grandma waiting for him brother,playing outside in the rain |
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