for this thing that we bought?
for this freedom of thought?
for this peace in the dark?
for this stroll in the park?
I just don't know the answer
I just can't turn the tide
I'm just a grain of sand in the ocean
I'm just alone for the ride
Whose world did we pierce
with the stake in the ground?
Whose grasp did we loosen
with this treasure we found?
Is there a monster that must be fed?
Will history always be written in red?
A shock of feathers from a dove
How much can we depend on love?
I just don't know the answer
I just can't turn the tide
I'm just a grain of sand in the ocean
I'm just along for the ride
with the spires and stones
Who's trapped underground
with the cries and the bones
Who's that frozen soldier
Humanity's beauty in your own face
Can you still stand where you stood?
Believing mankind is basically good
We all feel the same joy and pain
Is it written, will it be said
That history must be written in red?
I just don't know the answer,
I just can't turn the tide
I'm just a grain of sand in the ocean,
I'm just along for the ride
Whose soul did we sell it for,
this thing that we bought?
for this freedom of thought?
for this peace in the dark?
I just don't know the answer
I just can't turn the tide
I'm just along for the ride