Vigil

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