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