Written by Gregory Frateur Sophisticated by Craig Ward 
 
An empty paper sustains the words of silent people. 
Silent people dare to wander at the edge of riot. 
At the riot's edge the lightning's thunder gossips low all over. 
It gossips low all over and the storm comes closer  with a drop of giant rain 
A drop of giant rain it bears lead as water wrecking the sky above 
It wrecks the sky above with heavy rumbling and fateful moaning 
This fateful moaning  it cleaves the hearts of people most of them running 
You see, most are running they seek a brighter future that they might handle quiet 
Some cannot handle quiet for the stronger urge is  to measure sorrows 
We too measure sorrows we screen the wire and search for balance 
For counterbalance, ‘tween fear and freedom we seek a sign of God 
Well, there’s your sign of God bright as lightning it's as clear as water 
Clear as water a child is anxious as the storm grows colder 
And as the storm grows colder the days grow darker the reasons vaguer 
And these vaguer reasons they overlook the love the love in one another 
The love that stands the storm  stands the water  stands the rumble 
As time is changing the air is changing our life, it's changing 
Our life is changing our smile is changing the look in our eyes is changing 
Our touch is changing our breath is changing our home is changing 
We are changing we are changing, we are fading are we failing?