Is there anyone out there
Who understands the way we feel inside?
Raped in the bloom of youth
Sold our innocence on the auction block
Is there anyone listening
Tiny voice in a sweet lullaby
Yes, I will rock you to sleep my child
And when you wake up, will be a new day
Oh, everyone out there
Have you ever had a chance to live a life?
Sprung from your prison of consumption
Put on a smile for me; quit living a lie
So, will you stand for something or remain a loser?
Time passes by and you’re not getting younger
Stand firm on the path to renewal
Blood of the innocent, wash your sins away
(Wash ‘em away)
Now they say it’s a new dawn
You open your eyes and it’s all misty
Here is the vision I sold you once
Darkness and sorrow in a land of plenty
Too many hands reaching
The cup is full and here comes payback
You talk of hope and new ways my friend
The rot is deep, much deeper that you think
O, everyone out there
Do you understand the language of pain?
Can a man be real and still be free?
Stand up for something, stay and be counted
So will it build or is it all over?
Promises too many to deliver
We can stand on the side and watch it all unfold
Or we can join our voices and be heard
Is there anyone out there
Who understands the way we feel inside?
Too many hands reaching for shore
Blood of the innocent splattering the walls
So will you stand for something or remain a loser
Time passes by and you’re not getting younger
We can stand on the side and watch it all unfold
Or we can join our voices and be heard