A Grave Called Balance

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I'm afraid and I'm sorry For the children and the trees I'm afraid and I'm sorry For the deterrence theory Is a lie dressed up as might A shadow that steals the light It is totally out of my sight And makes me deep sigh Some call it a balance I call it a grave The world is not our owned Pawn to save or to break When the threat is in the air When I know that no one cares We choose to be here And we choose today Anyway We speak of high strategy Of red lines and of deals But we see the billions wasted On the weaponry it wields Every warhead is a school unfunded A hungry mouth ungiven Every missile is a promise broken A future unforgiven While the fear we've manufactured Chills me to the bone We are the fuel for Cold War fire The footnote in neon god's plan But a new generation's rising To reclaim the world with their own hand But a new generation's rising To reclaim the world from its hand Look around you See the faces Feel the sun upon your skin This is the life they gamble with This is the hope within If the mathematics of destruction Is the only logic left Then we'll tear down the equations Before the world is cleft We will not be statistics We will not be the dust Our survival is a matter Of profound trust While the fear we've manufactured Chills me to the bone We are the fuel for our Cold War fire The footnote in neon god's plan But a new generation's rising To reclaim the world from its hand