Testo Vigil In A Wilderness Of Mirrors

Listen to me Just hear me out If I could have your attention Just quieten down for a voice in the crowd I get so confused and I don't understand I know you efel the same way you've always wanted to say But you don't get the chance Just a voice in the crowd I don't know the score anymore It's not clear anymore I can't tell right from wrong anymore I just don't understand I was sitting here thinking of exchanging a new world for old Like changing the channels on TV Or the dirt that we stand in to gold When I was young My father told me just bad guys die At the time just a little white lie It was one of the first but it hurt me the most And the truth stung like tears in my eyes That even the good guys must die There's no reasoning no crimes and I never knew why Even now it still makes me cry If there's somebody up there, could they throw me down a line Just a little helping hand, just a little understanding Just some answers to the questions that surround me now If there's somebody up there, could they throw me down a line Just a little guiding light to tell wrong from right Just some answers to the questions that I'm asking you I keep a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors Where nothing here is ever what it seems You stand so close but you never understand it For all that we see is not all that it seems, am I blind? And you sit there and talk revolution But can you tell me just who's in command? When you tell me the forces we're fighting Then I'll join you and gladly make plans But for now only our t-shirts cry freedom And our voices are gagged by our greed Our minds are harnessed by knowledge By the hill and the will to succeed And if that's not what you believe Would you just let me know I'm not standing alone That I'm not just a voice in the crowd If there's somebody up there, could they throw me down a line Just a little helping hand, just a little understanding Just some answers to the questions that I'm asking you If there's somebody up there, just throw me down a line Just a little guiding light to tell wrong from right Just some answers to the questions that I'm asking you I'll keep a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors Where nothing is exactly how it seems You're reaching out, you're so close you can touch it But it all disappears when it's always so near But one day we will find that we stand in the light Until then I'll keep a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors Nothing here is ever what it seems I'm scared to shout in case I draw attention from the powers That preside over our minds and our lives When they find what I want is the deadliest weapon, that is truth Day by day it's getting louder And day by day it's getting stronger But when I can't scream no more and I need reassurance, I listen to the crowd And the boy stood and stared at the hill And the hill - it stared back...