Paroles de Contrition

Taken alone a street numbered nowhere away from the fires of home Bagged and afraid one life in the balance a family lies trembling alone Laying in a place where time has no meaning as marked by the chalk in the cell Nobody speaks to questions unanswered restrained and alone left to tell So much for tentative displays of contrition (never seen again) Separated from the world we loved so well (never again) The word we loved so well (this is the last time I'm ever alone) No use in praying Shacked in chains defiance remains as the days stretch to torturous years Witch each acrid dawn the world soldiers on with the broken and driven to tears I remember my soul running freely away from these cages and lies The smell of the air the laughter of children keep one breath of hope left alive