Lyrics:

Too many believe
In some master plan
Cause its hard to accept
Whats not shapen by hand.
But here, under the sun,
Where events cant be undone;
Once superstitions spent -
You gotta know,
We want our brothers back.
The hurt came down
From the clear blue sky.
The sands of time
Went rushing by.
It came as a shock,
Wed shut our eyes.
Is this all thats left,
Just a slow good-bye?
The curators frown
And they wax abstract.
But, man, if you've found love
What could matter more than that?
Its a crime and a shame (selfish and vain)
To try to justify this pain.
I guess theyll think what they will -
But before the dawn
Theyll want their brothers back.
The hope came down from a clear blue sky.
The sands of time went rushing by.
It came as a shock.
We'd shut our eyes.
Is this all that's left,
Just a slow goodbye?
The hope came down from the clar blue sky.
The sands of time went rushing by.
It came as a shock.
We'd shut our eyes
Is this all that's left,
Just a slow goodbye?