Faith

Help the poor, help the broken-hearted people, yeah
Don’t you disregard them or Misinterpret such feelings
‘cause we’ve all got through there one day

Half of the world, looks down upon you
Ain’t a-figuring out ‘bout those smiling faces
Don’t really understand the say

Wondering ‘bout the weird expressions
Refuse to be the centre of the world
Love or Hate don’t mean a thing
If they weren’t related to Faith

Ain’t no doubt ‘bout evaded compassion
Capitalistic world, every one cares for his own,
Don’t lose the rhythm, don’t lose control !
Put a limit somewhere and they’ll hunt you down
While we were talking justice the spirit eloped
And corruption Is about to rule the world
Just getting in use, so accustomed to,
Till it’s gonna ruin us, look like fools

Just can’t let it go, now you’re ‘bout to drown
Wouldn’t have thought the whole world’s at your charge
And where did faith go? Should have held on to
Nothing ever stays the same though faith remains
Should have known better than to caper with danger
Avoid to shape your destiny in a mould of Metal
Even iron wouldn’t be of any better cure to your
Dump-dead, empty head since you lost your faith

Wondering ‘bout those weird expressions
Refuse to be the centre of the world
Love or Hate wouldn’t mean a thing
If they weren’t related to Faith

Help the sad, help the lonely people, yeah
Don’t you leave them on their own or neglect the pain
‘cause we’ve all got through there one day

Half of the world, looks strange upon you
Ain’t a-figuring out ‘bout these cheerful faces
Don’t really understand the say

October, 18th 2002. 

© 2002 Matt Oehler