Welcome to this place they call the human race
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But I just can't keep up
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This little planet in space, this ship of human grace
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Has gone bottoms up
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When we turn our eyes
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(From the damage we see on the TV screen)
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(We never lock eyes, never hear them scream)
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Our passion compromised
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We've traded feelings for fun
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When we don't cry for no one
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Tell me where have we come
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When our compassion's out of fashion
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Our sensitivity overcome
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I feel so numb
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'Cause we don't cry for no one
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I see a picture of me stranded in the sea
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Of shallow felicity
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This cloak of unity that's being forced on me
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Is a fallacy
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When tears don't fall
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(when we see the pain of another man's lack)
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(walk right by and we never look back)
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Our shame is on the wall
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From conviction we run
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'Cause we don't cry for no one
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If I could see beyond my needs
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I'd see a face that's crying for me
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The Hand of Grace is on this place
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But we're blind to The Son...
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When we don't cry for no one
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(When will tears fall down?)
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Empath
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| The Echoing Green |
