(speaking):
I feel the pain of the world
I feel it in the air
I feel the grief when we kill each other
Just to get what we would never have.
I feel the pain of the mother
Who cries every night
Cries for her child who had been killed on the street
Just because he was of another religion.
I feel the pain of the little girl
Who was born on the battle field
And now she has nothing to do but to carry
Her parents down the river of blood.
(singing):
I can't understand
How we got this way.
And if you are to pretend
Then close your eyes
And listen what I say.
In every war that you have never been
They've killed a part of you, a part of me.
With every bomb that you have never seen
They've burst a part of every one of us,
So we would never be.
It isn't too bad to feel
And it isn't too bad to see
How they're wasting our lives away,
How they're making us never free.
Feeling of the time
© Copyright: Step-Child, 2005
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