I clung to a delicate straw

It broke in my hand

Now I'm at the mercy of strangers

In a foreign land

Now I'm waiting on guidance

-I'm waiting on a sign

Now I'm running for my life

But there's nowhere to run



The ground shook and rumbled

Rippled miles around

My eyes screaming with terror

But I'm not making a sound



Should we stumble

Should we loose our ways

Much too late now to matter

Now we're lost in the haze



Ain't no two ways about it 

We sank like a stone

Now I'm looking at ashes

And scars cover my bones



Should we stumble

Should we loose our ways

Much too late now to matter

Now we're lost in the haze