Текст: Broken Veil. Finding The Lost. In The Midst Of Lions.

(Verse)
Sitting at a corner, a poor man's cardboard sign
All that he has is hunger but I do not have the time for this
I cannot be late I've got my life to live
I'm sure you can relate if there's any extra then I'll give

(Chorus)
Look what we're doing to ourselves
We're making our world a broken hell
Our lives have become empty frail shells
While we throw poison into our own wells

(Verse)
There is at least this one thing, on which both sides agree
I wish that I could be singing that we would have no poverty
But we are still not willing to give away our perks
And so we hold back trusting, that someone else will do the work

(Bridge)
I am in the midst of lions, I lie among ravenous beasts
Men whose teeth are spears and arrows, whose tongues are sharp as swords
They spread a net for my feet; I was bowed down in distress
They dug a pit for my path, but they have fallen into it themselves

In the sizzling heat of the afternoon
Clothes drenched and shoes are filled with sweat
The long memory of the day makes my body ache
God you are my hope this time
We can change this world

(Thanks to Jeremy Hungerford for these lyrics)