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Another morning breaks, the silence shouts,
Questions rising, doubts upon doubts,
We build our kingdoms on borrowed ground,
But in the emptiness, no truth is found.
And the streets are crying out,
For a voice that cuts the clouds,
But the towers stand too tall,
And they cannot hear at all.
Where is the meaning, where is the fire?
Lost in the hunger, lost in desire.
The rich man's eyes are closed so tight,
He cannot see the fading light.
Behind the walls of glass and stone,
They think their hearts can stand alone,
But love is more than silver, more than gold,
It breaks the chains the world has sold.
And the silence is a scream,
That shatters every dream,
But the poor still sing along,
They carry truth in song.
Where is the meaning, where is the fire?
Lost in the hunger, lost in desire.
The rich man's eyes are closed so tight,
He cannot see the fading light.
Oh, don't you feel it,
A crack inside the stone?
Oh, don't you hear it,
The heartbeat not your own?
Where is the meaning, where is the fire?
Not in the kingdom built of wire.
The world is waiting, the night is long,
But truth will rise in a people's song.