Who Will Raise Their Voice?

when the smoke clears and the truth comes shining through

I will watch the sparks fly from deadlines overdue

and make no mistake now, time will hunt them down

'til the language of reason runs them to the ground

and who will raise their voice as the cruel winds blow?

and who will call a truce? And who can break our fall?

whisper words of reason to those without a song

and who will raise their voice and carry us along?

those images are everywhere like sand in your hair

from the beaches of childhood that slipped through your fingers

they're like years of our lives, tormenting and cruel

will the world look this way again, silent and true?

and who will raise their voice as the cruel winds blow?

and who will call a truce? And who can break our fall?

whisper words of reason to those without a song

and who will raise their voice and carry us along?

so when the smoke clears and the truth comes shining through

those prophecies they made will crumble in two

like a dark horse riding, graceful through the night

you're the language of reason, you're the language of life

and who will raise their voice as the cruel winds blow?

and who will call a truce? And who can break our fall?

whisper words of reason to those without a song

and who will raise their voice and carry us along?

who will raise their voice and carry us along?