Hand Of Hope

I am mine
Are we so advanced
That we'd stum our advancement
And we, so civilized, lust over weaponry
Crucify the thieves
As we steal from our children (steal from our children)
Thou shalt not kill
We do it three times a day
What's the problem? (What's the problem?)
What went wrong?
What's the problem? (What's the problem?)
What went wrong?
And home becomes a cage
We are bound by this modern age
These nine numbers lay seed to rage
We are bound by this modern age
Number rules you
Social insecurity
We are bound by this modern age
Turn to non-entities
We are bound by this modern age
Number rules you
Rules you too
I was told too many things
Held the small hand of hope
Until it turned to ash in mine
It was spelled out for me form the start
Convenience and disregard
Mated and there was born my predicament
But sometimes longing spits on logic
And we proceed blindly smiling
I am mine
I am mine
I am mine
I am mine
I am mine
What's the problem? (What's the problem?)
What went wrong?
What's the problem? (problem)
I was told too many things
Held the small hand of hope
Until it turned to ash in mine
It was spelled out for me form the start
Convenience and disregard
Mated and there was born my predicament
But sometimes longing spits on logic
And we proceed blindly smiling