Album: A Line In The Sand
The TV screen flickers with images of cleft palates and distended bellies
Everything in black and white, everything in slow motion
And a young girl tugging at the threads of my conscience
And tomorrow she'll be killed in a drone strike paid for by my tax dollars
Or added to the menu at a seedy motel frequented by American businessmen
To be used and discarded
Oh, I can feel the cold wind blow
It's been coming through the windows at night
And I know you're out there all alone
Oh, I can feel the cold wind blow
I've been having trouble sleeping at night
'Cause I know you won't be going home
Oh, we've been sinking slow into apathy
It's a product of prosperity we've been sinking slow
Oh, I can feel the dawn of a reckoning
We will have to answer for everything, everything we've done
Oh, I can feel the cold wind blow
It's been coming through the windows at night
And I know you're out there all alone
Oh, I can feel the cold wind blow
I've been having trouble sleeping at night
'Cause I know you won't be going home
Let conviction grow
Let compassion show
Chariot swing low
Oh God, let your mercy flow
Flow
Oh, I can feel the cold wind blow
It's been coming through the windows at night
And I know you're out there all alone
Oh, I can feel the cold wind blow
I've been having trouble sleeping at night
'Cause I know you won't be going home
'Cause I know you won't be going home
Let conviction grow
Let compassion show
Chariot swing low
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