Sometimes I cannot forgive
And these days, mercy cuts so deep
If the world was how it should be,

Maybe I could get some sleep
While I lay, I dream we're better,
Scales were gone and faces lighter
When we wake, we hate our brother
We still move to hurt each other
Sometimes I can close my eyes,
And all the fear that keeps me silent

Falls below my heavy breathing,
What makes me so badly bent?
We all have a chance to murder
We all feel the need for wonder
We still want to be reminded

That the pain is worth the plunder

Sometimes when I lose my grip,

I wonder what to make of heaven
All the times I thought to reach up
All the times I had to give
Babies underneath their beds
Hospitals that cannot treat

All the wounds that money causes,
All the comforts of cathedrals
All the cries of thirsty children -

This is our inheritance
All the rage of watching mothers -

This is our greatest offense

Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God

This is probably the most heartfelt song I've ever heard.