Come tell me your trouble,
I'm not your answer,
But I'm a listening ear.
Reality has left you reeling,
No facts, and no feeling,
No faith, and all fear.
I don't know why,
A good man will fall,
While a wicked one stands,
And our lives blow about,
Like flags on the land.
Who's at fault,
Is not important,
Good intentions lie dormant,
And we're all to blame.
While apathy acts like an ally,
My enemy and I,
Are one and the same.
I don't know why innocents fall,
While the monsters still stand,
And our lives blow about,
Like flags on the sand,
I don't know why,
Our words are so proud,
Yet promise soothing,
And our lives blow about,
Like flags in the wind.
You who moan will be comforted,
You who hunger will hunger no more,
All the last shall be first,
Of this I am sure.
You who weep now will laugh again,
All you lonely be lonely no more,
Yes, the last will be first,
Of this I am sure.
I don't know why the innocents fall,
While the monsters stand,
I don't know why the little ones thirst,
But I know the last shall be first.
I know the last shall be first
I know the last shall be first.
