Nobody's Listening

Seeing an image of children together

Shouting their anger, hands raised in protest

I can see the resemblance of my childhood companions

So hush now, do we hear their cries?

There's nobody listening

So don't you pretend

On our road to freedom

It's just round the bend

A mother is wailing, she's clutching a picture

A father stands proud of his heroic son

Always restricted, hearts blackend with anger

So hush now as innocence dies

So come on, come on

This can't be right

Come on, come on

It's a dirty fight

Come one, come one

Don't let go

Come on, come on

Seeing an image of children together

Shouting their anger, hands raised in protest

So hush now, do we hear their cries?