Too Far from the Heart of It All

Sad expressions all around you
Strangers of the times
Cold impressions printed on the
Pages of your mind
So, they took it by the book
Well, where’s the bottom line?
All those prisoners in a circle
Searching for a sign?
And where’s the teachers
Where’s the preachers
Where’s the lost and found
When the leaders of the seekers
Are all glory bound?
Still, the question to be answered
Is who’s to go on trial
And find the freedom for the child
That wears tomorrow’s smile?
And who’s gonna stand for it all?
Where does he land when he falls?
Where is the hand when he calls?
Are we too from the heart of it all?
Who’s gonna stand for it all?
Where does he land when he falls?
Where is the hand when he calls?
Are we too far from the heart of it all?
Too far from the heart of it all
Just too far from the heart of it all
We’re too far from the heart of it all