Risposte...

FISH / Vigil

Listen to me, just hear me out,
if I could have your attention
just quieten down
for a voice in the crowd, in the crowd.
I get so confused... and I don’t understand
I know you feel the same way
you’ve always wanted to say
but you don’t get the chance
just a voice in the crowd, in the crowd.
I don’t know the score anymore
it’s not clear anymore
I can’t tell right from wrong anymore,
I just don’t understand!

I was just sitting here thinking
of exchanging a new world for old
like changing the channels on TV,
or the dirt that we stand in to gold.
When I was young, my father
told me just bad guys die
at that time just a little white lie
it was one of the first but it hurt me the most
and the truth stung like tears in my eyes
that even the good guys must die
there’s no reasoning, no crimes
and I never knew why
even now it still makes me cry.

If there’s somebody up there,
could they throw me down a line?
Just a little helping hand,
just a little understanding
just some answers to the questions
that surround me now.
If there’s somebody up there,
could they throw me down a line?
Just a little guiding light,
to tell wrong from right
just some answers to the questions
that I’m asking you.
I keep a vigil in the wilderness of mirrors
Where nothing here is ever what it seems
You stand so close but you never understand it
For all that we see
is not all that it seems, am I blind?

And you sit there and talk revolution
but can you tell me just who’s in command?
When you tell me the forces we’re fighting
then I’ll join you and gladly make plans.
But for now only our T-shirts cry freedom
and our voices are gagged by our greed
our minds are harnessed by knowledge
by the hill and the will to succeed
and if that’s not what you believe
would you just let me now I’m not standing alone
that I’m not just a voice in the crowd.

If there’s somebody up there,
could they throw me down a line?
Just a little helping hand,
just a little understand
just some answers
to the questions that I’m asking you.
If there’s somebody up there,
could they throw me down a line?
Just a little guiding light
to tell wrong from right
just some answers
to the questions that I’m asking you.
I keep a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors
where nothing is exactly how it seems
you’re reaching out,
you’re so close you can touch it
but it all disappeared when it’s always so near.
But one day we will find that we stand in the light
until then I’ll keep a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors
nothing here is ever what it seems
I’m scared to shout in case
I draw attention from the powers
that preside over our minds and our lives
when they find what I want
is the deadliest weapon, that is truth.

Day by day it’s getting louder
and day by day it’s getting stronger
but when I can’t scream no more
and I need reassurance
I listen to the crowd