Waiting for the rain to wash away, these evil wicked lies And shed a light upon the shadow, that was cast upon their eyes There is nothing to fear but fear itself, how many times has it been said Yet the many let themselves, be grasped within it's clutch instead ⟢⟡⟣ There is no hope when you're living in, a false reality It reveals only what it wants and chooses what you believe To a land of the blind they all were led, where the one-eyed man is king He held all the cards in his hand and dangled the puppets on a string ⟢⟡⟣ What can you do when you have found yourself, in a helpless misery When its heavy weight upon your shoulders, keeps you grounded to your knees The mighty heroes of the past are gone, there is none to take their place Their freedoms they would not have traded, for a promise to keep them safe ⟢⟡⟣ Now big brother has all he wants, he knows all, what, where and why His camera lens is keenly focused, there is nowhere left to hide Yet within this darkness a candle burns, to help us find our way It's brightness pierces the dark of night but grows weaker day by day
Waiting For The Rain
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