• We're living in a world,
    Where we're falling forever.
    And all we're trying to do
    is make ourselves better.
    Standing upon the balcony,
    Looking upon the broken town.
    Thinking of all the sweet memories
    What goes around still comes around.
    Nobody understands what we're going through,
    Or why there is so much sorrow.
    All of us trapped beneath the rubble,
    Whisper prayers for a better tomorrow.
    As we sit contemplating on the ground,
    The rest of the world
    Passes without a sound.
    And all that reminds us of the brave,
    Are the broken tombstones on their grave.
    While we sit back and watch,
    Everyone else fights an endless war.
    But as it wages on eternally,
    The people who die are the poor.