In this torrential downpour,
In this gray city...
Rosie sang to me
about a war...
No one minds the time you find;
For no one finds the time to mind...
I see kids cry,
as they pass on by...
We woke up in the morning
And used to see his shadow swoop past...
A fleeting emotion
sparks a tiny candle flame...
On the everest
I stood one day...
Oh young child why do you try to be something your...
Trying to live up to what people want you to be...
Plaintiff cries arise in the lesson
there is fresh thinking transpiring...
I am the soul of this town,
feeding ostracized families...
Beauty only tender hearts can see
Through the mask of disability...
When will I wake up, grow up learn?
When will I reach the inevitable...