Identity from Chasing Daylight by Trailight
Tracklist
| 3. | Identity | 3:43 |
Lyrics
Faceless, numb, broke and torn
The spark fading from our eyes
Once more on our knees
And keep yelling at the darkened skies
For some kind of divine intervention
A symbol, a sign or a sense of direction
The pages history point to where we lost our senses
Our lost theology and our identity crisis
Tangled words, venom, lies
There is no judge there waiting
Open eyes now mystified
Callous hearts pulsating
What cannot be hidden from youth;
The sun, the moon and the blinding truth
A colourless portrait showing our identity
Talking heads arguing over our rights and sovereignty
Nature red tooth and claw
The paradox of our time
Crawl on wounded knees
And still cry out at the darkened skies
For some kind of divine intervention
A symbol, a sign or a sense of direction
Clashing magnets of life’s polarity
Fighting for our identity
