They're Here (Music that exists, simply for its own sake)
I'm breathing with a sinking earth Gasping for air feeling hurt Showing my rage as I turn the pages Reading the words and between the spaces Could it be, could it only be The things that have been left to bleed Tell me the earth turns for the worst I'll tell your words are blind and cursed I'm waiting for the world to change Turn around, change the way We breed ignoration of beauty and creation A non stop battle with life at the saddle Could it be, could it only be The things that have been left to bleed Tell me now with all honesty This precious world of yours is free And if you see me staring You know that I'm not here I'm searching for reasons to overcome the fear They're here, they're here, around me He stands, he stands, beside me Could it be could it only be Competing with the loud demands See the sights and hear the sounds Of desperation of war and creation The earth must cost and now we're faking Could it be, could it only be Chances slip through our fingertips Tell me the earth turns for the worse I'll tell your words are not the first repeat chorus