the bodies will lie like refuse on the field cut grain behind the reaper with no one to gather them if the only home i hope for is the grave if i have no heart to set between my shoulder blades if i stand idle while my brothers are enslaved where is hope where is my hope living life our way what a guilty waste so desperate for a change on our own all alone too afraid to look above we ve been hiding from the sun oh my god wake us up oh my god wake us up there s no other name in which my soul can rest just move my feet and press me forward my words confess if i stand idle by tell me what s left for me am i still yours am i still yours living life our way such a guilty waste so desperate for a change on our own all alone too afraid to look above we ve been hiding from the sun oh my god wake us up this doubt that i feel rises up and has its hands around my neck but there s power in the blood to endure all of this pain and regret stand up be the change that you re meant to be stand up find strength in urgency living life our way what a guilty waste so desperate for a change on our own all alone too afraid to look above we ve been hiding from the sun oh my god wake us up