One soul, one life, one meaning,
As far as we know.
So why the hell should we be grieving?
I don't know.
A house without no hope.

They say there's nothing we can do.
Just stand back;
But while the government comforts you,
Says "Let's be patient,"
One more cell becomes vacant.

Have they forgotten what it's all about?
Sometimes I wonder; can't work it out,
An equation with no answer.
Have they forgotten what it's all about?

Too many times we don't react.
Too many things; oh, that's just crap.
And if you cannot see the effect it has on me, you're blind.

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Writer(s): CHRIS CHENEY