THE 11th HOUR
Hey little sister do you know what time it was
when you finally seen all your broken dreams come crashing down your door
I say, they demand an answer and they demand it quick
or the questions fade and the wasted days come crawling back for more
and I say
Do you know where the power lies?
and who pulls the strings
Do you know where the power lies?
I said it starts and end with you
the face of isolation well that's one you recognize
well you can't get straight it's a lonely place
and one you do despise
I say, boredom is for sale then and helplessness that you feel
it's a wounded dove and the hawks are above blood
splattered on a reel to reel
I was almost over and my world was almost gone
in a sudden rush I could almost touch the things that I'd done wrong
my jungle's made of concrete through silence I could feel
my aim is true I will walk on through these mountains made of steel.
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