In my life all the strife is getting in the way

Frankly I did not plan on getting hurt today

From Your chair in the clouds

Benevolent are Your ways

While the beggar bleeds, the children play

Everyone wants to know why

Isn't it always the question?

How do You know my condition?

You came down to me to know what it's like

To know what it's like to hurt

You came down to me to know what it's like

To know just what it's like to

Be me, to be us

(To be one with the dust and to be lost)

(To be one with the dust and to be lost... to be found)



In the wake of the last decades and centuries past

Who's to blame for this mess?

And who's gonna take the rap?

We're quick to judge and discard

A God who lets you choose whom and what to love

Isn't it always the question?

Do You really know my position?



You know what it's like to thirst, to bleed

You know what it's like