Way out on the rim of the galaxy The gifts of the Lord lie torn Into whose charge the gifts were given Have made it a curse for so many to be born This is my trouble -- These were my fathers So how am I supposed to feel? Way out on the rim of the broken wheel
Water of life is going to flow again Changed from the blood of heroes and knaves The word mercy's going to have a new meaning When we are judged by the children of our slaves No adult of sound mind Can be an innocent bystander Trial comes before truth's revealed Out here on the rim of the broken wheel
You and me -- we are the break in the broken wheel Bleeding wound that will not heal
Lord, spit on our eyes so we can see How to wake up from this tragedy
Way out on the rim of the broken wheel Bleeding wound that will not heal Trial comes before truth's revealed So how am I supposed to feel? This is my trouble -- Can't be an innocent bystander In a world of pain and fire and steel Way out on the rim of the broken wheelTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
