tears just behind my eyes
aching heart
something missed
out of step
constant grieving
something's wrong
In my land there dies a thousand
something's wrong
something's wrong
how will healing ever be that grand
to heal the somethings wrong?
how will life be large enough
to swallow dying
something's wrong
Breath is easy, in and out
so is walking where I will
my fingers bend in normal fashion, yet,
somethings wrong, something's wrong
Beyond my vision tears are running
marathons to empty towns
something's wrong beyond my knowing
how will love become the song
how will somethings ever change
to somethings right from somethings wrong?