The Maker Sighs
By: Peter Fattal
Duration
5:18
Genres
Lyrics
See all the children walking dust is swirling round their stocking feet are sore their eyes are empty waste behind their backs are bending down not prayer but supplication not for state or even nation pride means nothing to a child with no home and nothing left to hide. BREAK: Where did it get so wrong today? When did the hate get in the way? Reach out and touch me, I'll be OK Look at me the empty man around the streets where no-one can you see through flesh through skin and bone pretend you walk through here alone with ghosts and shadows for your friends will never share with you the ends of time to walk through pouring rain fall down fall down fall down again. BREAK CHORUS: The maker sighs and the angel cries "I can't see the light, see the light, see the light, anymore" .... See the silver big head fool who's choking on his silver spooning ignorance intolerance entitlementry views of world can see the plastic lady smile contemptuous leading astray hopeless you know hopeful you go into the dark how can we know. BREAK How can it be a crime to look the way you look and all the time we have to hate and judgement comes in ways so persecution can't be right now we must find the way to hold our hands together make a plan to save these fractured hearts and fractured lands. BREAK CHORUS
