Paroles de 'Hollow Eyes' par Take It Back!

From the window of my middle class home I watch a man as he sits alone in the dirty streets.
The cardboard under his feet screams about all his cold nights spent alone.
People pass but no one seems to notice...his empty hands, hollow eyes, broken soul, and his need, need, need for just one person to care...
So which of these words will bring him comfort?
It is sympathy not empathy I feel as I sit and watch from my suburban castle.
Living a life I will never know, I saw a man walking through the snow.
For this lonely man the picture in his hand is all that's left of the life that he used to know.
The time goes by but no one seems to notice...his empty hands, hollow eyes, broken soul, and his need, need, need for just one person to care.
So which of these words will bring him comfort?
Cause it's sympathy not empathy I feel as I sit and watch from my suburban castle...
And now I realize that all of this means nothing without action.
I will not just sing. I refuse to just sing songs about how hard life can be, while others lead lives that are more difficult than anything I can ever imagine.
I'll be a source of light in this dark world, a catalyst in this stagnant generation.
I will use love to overcome this dark world...love to overcome this dark world.