Letra de The Innocent's Corner
Huddled in the light of a cellular billboard A family of four is a nation at war In her head are the echoes of weeping Of children the Sunday beforeThe promises made by her Father Are no match for hunger's inclineSo she fell to her knees as she cried, "In the Innocent's Corner I'll hide." You came around and lifted her up With the angels beside Would she be deniedOurs is a land with a terrible shortage Of harvests to share and breathable air And a reason to live may be too hard to find Like a wage or a dimeBut we sit here debating the meaning of justice With self-righteous spin and an upper caste grin We're still suffocating on quicksand indifference Where no choice is ever that hardSo she fell to her knees as she cried, In the Innocent's Corner she'll hide You came around and lifted her up with the angels besideThe promises made by her Father Would curb any hunger inside