Here I stand in dismay as you're casting stones coming back your way
See, your hate so strong for one's beliefs has made a weight so strong it pulled me to my knees
Cutting down both far and near but it's plain to see that it's out of fear
Let's get something straight, I can relate
Pain is something we all feel
But you sit back and wait to retaliate instead of fighting for something real
To heal
First to point a finger to avoid defeat
an ancient thought that's become so obsolete
I can't show you a thing if you're not willing to learn
but it's your well being that is my main concern
What more can I say? Will I ever get through?
Or am I throwing myself at something that just won't move?
Can't make much of a life living in black and white
And what will you build with misguided hands and blinded eyes?