A silhouette in the sky Sometimes it looks like a hole Ours lives measured by one soul Uh, it feels right Let's break this window Empty land We want to sell the truth Uh, no, do you see? Uh, no, do you see? An old man says that miles away People share their lives so painlessly Years ago, good men sowed their land Ah, the truth Ah, the truth There's a river with those lives, they said In this river that beggars call home Let there be life, again Lord, let there be life again Lord, let there be lie, again