Justice

I saw a good man cry, I turned blind eye,
I saw some people sad, I left them to die,
I saw so much injustice, I never raised a brow,
I saw the curtains fall, I never stopped the show.

Whoever said that life is fair, who said there was justice?
Whoever made a picture fair, who told you world was fine?
Whoever said truth will win, who told you treason hurts?
Whoever said honesty pays, who told you deceit won't work?

'Cause I have learnt it one hard way, life is not a dream,
'Cause I know now the cost of it, of chasing it in vain,
'Cause I can see the blurring lines, between the facts of life,
'Cause I now feel the pain of truth, that plunges a cruel knife.

And yet there's hope, that queer little word, that rolls the world around,
And yet there are people so naive who want things back around,
And yet there so much of love, so much of truth that's left,
And yet there is something in me, that wants my innocence back.

The hope that I see, sails boats through the oceans, riding on the waves,
The truth that I see, wants the Sun to shine, and override the dark,
The love that I see, strides through all pain, pacifies the wrath,
The world I want to see, seems like a dream, cruising through the Night.