These rivers run too deep
With schemes of men for days that lay ahead
They sell their souls so cheap
They breed mistrust and fill my heart with dread.
When did the boy become a man and lose his life to learn
So much confusion to this plan
These times are not changing.
Show me the love to keep us together
Open up your hearts
Don't turn me away.
Comfort me through this stormy weather
From where I stand
I see a broken land.
This boy has learned to fail
In times like these to cry seems so absurd.
His own life's crisis pales
In the shadow of this truly dying world.
These are the games we played at school
Our hands raised in despair with no exception to the rule
These times ore not changing.
Show me the love to keep us together
. . .
Where is the love to keep us together
. . .
