And the place was burning Where once my cradle stood Memories still yearning For what my childhood took In peaceful shelter I may rest Just instincts of salvation O'deviate from the within But hate I may not feel A nations decay within my eyes Imploring still in vague seclusion A tear from a child's eye- obeying still But fate just ties together What's my flesh ? And what my skin ? What my privilege ? And what a sin ? Have I come to stay What I can never be ? Have I come to beg For a new identity ? ....to blame... O' I have tried to fly But I did not have wings I have tried to speak But I did not know how Like a new-born child I have tried to trust Reaching out But my cradle burning A nations decay within my eyes Imploring still in vague seclusion A tear from a child's eye- obeying still But fate just ties together Just memories today Yes, I exist, but do I also live ? I must deviate from the within But hate I may not feel
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