If I could, I'd outrun sorrow's toll It it were up to me, I'd have mercy to hold But this is a trap With no escape Is my heart brought here only to break Reason is foolish, and "logic's mad" Maybe this is a cruel joke Mothers tell their children to die, to die And this is all I know If I could I'd discover how to End your anguish and mine too But sometimes hope Grows a little old And I don't believe the possibility of freedom I've been told
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