The grotesque monuments will be erected over all the dead
A million lives lost across our borders, I can watch it from my bed
Looking out through dirty windows as the toy houses burn to the ground
What can I do? Is there any way to put out the flames
As they eat through countless people without faces or names
What game are we playing
What kind of hope have we found for man
For man...
I am not a soldier though I watch them on the screen
I've seen the portraits of dead families which haunt my every dream
But I am just a singer so it's easy to maintain an excuse
What can I do? Is there anyway that I can speak for for peace
I do not see myself a leader, I tend to question those who preach
But maybe if I travel. My compassion could lend to the cause of man
Of man...
So name your price, I'll pay it fully
I'll lay all my diamonds down
These nine lives drip by so slowly
In my best days I drink to drown
So free my body from its anchor
And free my spirit from my mind
Fill my emptiness with oil
Boil me in the sea of time
For I cannot wait for Heaven to take me
I am just this burning paper drawing of a man
The hands of fate have been shaking to wake me
From whatever trip I am on
So we rest on golden mountains, and still ask for more to give
And we give into the heartache when it's hard enough to live
But I am an American, accustomed to relative pain
What is it now that's so important, it cannot wait to be achieved
As there are humans dying daily of disaster and disease
As we sit in our castles, scared enough to be caught in the rain
With quiet prose to pose as someone
Dull copper coins to buy delight
We're given comfort and conviction
We're given life and paid to die