I clung to a delicate straw
It broke in my hand
Now I'm at the mercy of strangers
In a foreign land
Now I'm waiting on guidance
I'm waiting on a sign
Now I'm running for my life
But there's nowhere to run
The ground shook and rumbled
Rippled miles around
My eyes screaming with terror
But I'm not making a sound
Should we stumble
Should we loose our ways
Much too late now to matter
Now we're lost in the haze
Ain't no two ways about it
We sank like a stone
Now I'm looking at ashes
And scars cover my bones
Should we stumble
Should we loose our ways
Much too late now to matter
Now we're lost in the haze
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