We walk on shards that pierce our feet
Bits of broken glass that litter the street
We step not lightly and so they shatter skin
And they enter through , to torment within
Their jagged ends are rough to touch
We built them ourselves dreaming much
Of beauty and love and soaring dreams
Which come crashing in soundless screams
We took a piece of glass, we were curious
What was this like snow, real yet spurious
And we drew a long red line across our wrists
When pain gushed through we kept the trysts
We blinded ourselves in our apathy
We didn’t want to see the truth and reality
So we grabbed our compliments and flattery
We received when we taped it with prosperity
We walked again and again in streets of blood
Poured out from ourselves and those we loved
Like a raging flood , it covered our houses
First in our hearts, then into oceans
We walk in streets that are torn by war
Not waged by kings or countries for
Land, but for children, driven apart
by people with the shards that tore their heart
We walk in places where the hunger
For love, for food, burns deeper
Than any fireworks that could light a sky
We walk in cities and then slowly die
We walk in places almost never heard
Afraid of death, loss of dignity which is absurd
Since we lost it all, already, we laid it on the streets
When we walked on shards that pierced our feet
Bits of broken glass that litter the street
We step not lightly and so they shatter skin
And they enter through , to torment within
Their jagged ends are rough to touch
We built them ourselves dreaming much
Of beauty and love and soaring dreams
Which come crashing in soundless screams
We took a piece of glass, we were curious
What was this like snow, real yet spurious
And we drew a long red line across our wrists
When pain gushed through we kept the trysts
We blinded ourselves in our apathy
We didn’t want to see the truth and reality
So we grabbed our compliments and flattery
We received when we taped it with prosperity
We walked again and again in streets of blood
Poured out from ourselves and those we loved
Like a raging flood , it covered our houses
First in our hearts, then into oceans
We walk in streets that are torn by war
Not waged by kings or countries for
Land, but for children, driven apart
by people with the shards that tore their heart
We walk in places where the hunger
For love, for food, burns deeper
Than any fireworks that could light a sky
We walk in cities and then slowly die
We walk in places almost never heard
Afraid of death, loss of dignity which is absurd
Since we lost it all, already, we laid it on the streets
When we walked on shards that pierced our feet