What started as a whisper... Slowly turned into a scream... Searching for an answer ...Where the question is unseen... I don't know where you came from... And I don't know where you've gone...
Bones, sinking like stones...All that we fought for...Homes, places we've grown...All of us are done for.
Oh, all that I know...There's nothing here to run from...'Cause everybody here's got somebody to lean on.
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend...Which came as a surprise... I spoke into his eyes...I thought you died alone... a long long time ago...Oh no, not me...we never lost control...You're face to face...With the man who sold the world
*The lyrics on this page belong to Ben Harper, Coldplay, and David Bowie*