paralyzed

sixpence none the richer $arkısı.

i look out to the fields
where blood is shed upon the ground
i breathe in, breathe out
change the channel, (mute) the sound
i take a match, a cigarette, and a walk to clear my head
stomach seething at the thought of all those (human beings dead)

i breathe in, breathe out
i’m going to an interview
about a song, three minutes long
that will mean nothing to you
especially when your dearest friend
was sent to cover kosovo
his last assignment brought a bullet
and now he’s gone, he’s gone

feels like i’m (fiddling) while rome is burning down
should i put my (fiddle) down and rise up from the ground
god give me strength to pray that you will set things right
’cause i’m paralyzed, i’m paralyzed

there was a (christian) in the office
sent to tell the wife (the news)
fell in shock, the baby kicked, shed a tear inside the womb
i breathe in, breathe out
soak the ground up with my eyes
i try to say a healing word
but my tongue is paralyzed

feels like i’m (fiddling) while rome is burning down
should i put my (fiddle) down and rise up from the ground
god give me strength to pray that you will set things right
’cause i’m paralyzed, i’m paralyzed