Sometimes all we see is the lightning

flashing over the city

sometimes all we hear is the echoing laughter

of the beasts of darkness

slithering in the alleys

outside our home

and we wonder if anyone is out there

who sees our silent tears

tearing their way out of our soul

and burning their way down our cheeks

and we wonder if anyone is strong enough

to stop the oppressive words

and fists beating us under

is the power that fuels the universe

just a prayer away

is the spirit ready to set us free

can the hope of heaven

live in me

(yes)