Playing with our hopes we bow to You In helpless, hapless, hopless despair. (Our fate is in Your hands) Offering our own lives in return In case there's somebody there (A word, a sign, a gesture) In despiration we listen for answers To our prayers.
Scattering Your random acts of chance, Your dish the dirt from on high (Uncaring... Unfeeling) Infinite wisdom? You choose who lives or who dies (no rhyme, no reason) In desperation we listen for answers To our prayers.