beside the road where the hot valley sun burns
i see scattered about, desperate people
with no where to go-
and it may not be hell
but im sure that its close from the stories they tell...
what happens to their hearts when they loose all the dreams
what happens to their will when all is lost so it seems
i am lost not knowing what to do
and i cant keep from looking
and i see you looking too
we fly by in our cars on our bikes in planes
hearing whispers seeing shadows feeling tears knowing shame
all of our reasons why this happens not the same
why people loose their way become litter and dust
when dreams become nightmares and laws become sin
and this is the world in which we are in
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