Daddy,
Where did all the people go?
Honey,
You won't tell me what you know.
Evil
Smiles wide, they lie to you.
Killing
Secrets glorified, untrue.
I can't push it all away.
Every minute, every day,
We have to find the time to make these people do the things they say.
Sorry,
I looked past the truth alone.
Maybe,
With my fists I'd throw a stone.
Shallow
Graves fill up without regret.
Broken
Promises we all forget.
I can't push it all away.
Every minute, every day,
We have to find the time to make these people do the things they say.
I can't push it all away.
Every minute, every day,
We have to find the time to make these people do the things they say.
It falls out of my brain:
The visions of my brothers dying in the sand.
It always seems the same:
Their basest instinct convalesces in what is the worst of men.
Listen.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
(I can't push it all away.)
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
Where did all the people go?
Honey,
You won't tell me what you know.
Evil
Smiles wide, they lie to you.
Killing
Secrets glorified, untrue.
Every minute, every day,
We have to find the time to make these people do the things they say.
I looked past the truth alone.
Maybe,
With my fists I'd throw a stone.
Shallow
Graves fill up without regret.
Broken
Promises we all forget.
Every minute, every day,
We have to find the time to make these people do the things they say.
Every minute, every day,
We have to find the time to make these people do the things they say.
The visions of my brothers dying in the sand.
It always seems the same:
Their basest instinct convalesces in what is the worst of men.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make them see us in the light.
We can make it right.
We can make them see us in the light.
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This definitely sounds liek bitching out against the U.S government. The initial anger is about the false information the Bush Administration gave the American people that led us to war in Iraq, took our sons and daughters from us. THe chorus is about that he can't stand letting these lies go by him without speaking up anymore. This makes sense since Ra rarely has politically songs. This is the basic tone of the rest of the song. The "we can make it right" loop is a call to a different war, to punish these people. It seems like he's suggesting a more diplomatic way, one that will really show the anger of the masses. Sounds like an impeachment or an election.