Five

Red paints the roadside, nature runs its course
My lonely breather, should I have remorse
Or can you say where you’ve gone, the upper echelon
Can you say where we go, can you break the cold
Are we all alone?
Are we all alone?
Oh distant mother, where’s your gentle hand?
You hang stars above and make fire on the land
Why did you make us at all, to suffer and revolt?
And you call us your own, do you make us whole?
Are we all alone?
Are we all alone?