I'm breathing with a sinking earth
Gasping for air feeling hurt
Showing my rage as I turn the pages

Reading the words and between the spaces
Could it be, could it only be
The things that have been left to bleed

Tell me the earth turns for the worst
I'll tell your words are blind and cursed


I'm waiting for the world to change
Turn around, change the way
We breed ignoration of beauty and creation

A non stop battle with life at the saddle
Could it be, could it only be
The things that have been left to bleed

Tell me now with all honesty
This precious world of yours is free


And if you see me staring
You know that I'm not here
I'm searching for reasons to overcome the fear


They're here, they're here, around me
He stands, he stands, beside me

Could it be could it only be

Competing with the loud demands

See the sights and hear the sounds
Of desperation of war and creation
The earth must cost and now we're faking

Could it be, could it only be
Chances slip through our fingertips
Tell me the earth turns for the worse

I'll tell your words are not the first

(repeat chorus)