[00:00.84]A Broken Silence - The Road is Lost
[00:24.09]Can you picture a little boy,dragging wood down the lane?
[00:30.79]Grandma waiting for him brother,playing outside in the rain
[00:36.79]Each day we hear the score,Before not after shots of war
[00:42.67]And the road to him is love,but the love is never more
[00:48.17]Wishing it all to end,enraged by the slaughtering
[00:50.55]Thoughts explode like my head's a grenade and I draw the pin
[00:53.47]Talking to men with one choice to run off or defend
[00:56.83]Must punish to win,gotta let that gun off for ya kin
[00:59.92]Now only laws is,no laws at all once it begins
[01:02.36]From the smell of blood, violence is absorbed into the skin
[01:05.43]And the thoughts of kids caught should torture people to death
[01:08.44]Now freedom is with them, see if they morph and see any sense
[01:11.80]Can you picture a little boy,dragging wood down the lane?
[01:17.87]Grandma waiting for him brother,playing outside in the rain
[01:24.87]Each day we hear the score,Before not after shots of war
[01:30.87]And the road to him is love,but the love is never more
[01:36.10]Not all true pictures of war are drawn in the news
[01:39.09]So we painted a little more like George Gittoes do
[01:41.50]Jaded because we didn't hear them calls coming through
[01:44.85]How we'd savor our days,if we had to walk in them shoes
[01:47.68]Countries can't build without support for the youth
[01:50.52]They lost when their most important resources abused
[01:53.36]Forming our views,and not picking up on the cues
[01:56.46]Inner-city blues stop men from listening to the clues
[02:00.03]Voices on mute,and so we whisper this to you
[02:02.97]No time for school,many children be enlisted to be troops
[02:05.58]And we walk,thinking that the system got us screwed
[02:08.72]Like we taught,just to keep a short distance from the truth
[02:11.72]When scores are born only to be drifting to a noose
[02:14.75]When we can we'll be saying,Lord forgive,we never knew
[02:17.60]Gotta question why men,got their scriptures misconstrued
[02:20.42]And why spending on weapons and not assistance is the rule
[02:23.44]Can you picture a little boy,dragging wood down the lane?
[02:30.79]Grandma waiting for him brother,playing outside in the rain
[02:36.90]Each day we hear the score,Before not after shots of war
[02:42.80]And the road to him is love,but the love is never more
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[03:00.14]We’re caught up in the visions that you’ve shown us
[03:03.14]And not the millions of innocents that been blown up
[03:06.06]Cold hearts disconnecting us from our own blood
[03:09.15]For their objectives it’s best that they blindfold us
[03:12.22]Can you picture a little boy,dragging wood down the lane?
[03:18.83]Grandma waiting for him brother,playing outside in the rain
[03:24.69]We’re caught up in the visions that you’ve shown us
[03:27.15]And not the millions of innocents that been blown up
[03:30.20]Cold hearts disconnecting us from our own blood
[03:33.16]For their objectives it’s best that they blindfold us
[03:36.22]Can you picture a little boy,dragging wood down the lane?
[03:42.68]Grandma waiting for him brother,playing outside in the rain
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