Kind are the words the broken hearts will never find
They’re not counting on us
The perfectly aligned, infinitely blind
Discern the lies espoused by prophets falsely learned
Foreign ideologies
Conviction and the zeal
Hypocrisy revealed
Through a tale of surprise we want to hear
That was passed through our fears
The empty spaces were made new
Though the sun will come on out from Kowloon East
Understated at least
Won’t you take my hand and walk with me?
I have yet to feel that something
Precious inside, renewed and gratified
Time like an endless hill that we will fail to climb
We can never go back
The moments lost are gone
Misery responds
Kind is the man whose courage never fails to shine
He could lead us all
But lest we see him fall
Remember he’s still human
Share everything you’ve ever learned and what is fair
Say a prayer for us
The pilgrims lost at sea
The heathens, you and me
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