How many races have these faces seen
How many somebodies that might have been
We sit and wait under a starless sky
Two faceless nobodies my son and I
I raise my hands and see the desperate times
The wasted lives within the countless lines
What kind of place is this we're forced to be
Where someone's son becomes a nobody
I hope this nowhere
Becomes a somewhere one day soon
The rising tension of a people torn
Becomes the fury of a violent storm
In a previous life I was admired and loved
Just to be somebody now would be enough
And as I raise my hands and see the desperate times
All the wasted lives within the countless lines
What kind of place is this we're forced to be
Where someone's son thinks he's a nobody
I hope this nowhere
Becomes a somewhere in the end
And as I raise my hands and see the desperate times
Two useless tools against such needless crimes
What kind of place is this we're forced to be
Where everybody thinks that they're a nobody
I hope this nowhere
Becomes a somewhere one day
Paul Lappin - Lullaby For Nobody Lyrics
Paul Lappin - Lullaby For Nobody Lyrics
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How many races have these faces seen
How many somebodies that might have been
We sit and wait under a starless sky
Two faceless nobodies my son and I
I raise my hands and see the desperate times
The wasted lives within the countless lines
What kind of place is this we're forced to be
Where someone's son becomes a nobody
I hope this nowhere
Becomes a somewhere one day soon
The rising tension of a people torn
Becomes the fury of a violent storm
In a previous life I was admired and loved
Just to be somebody now would be enough
And as I raise my hands and see the desperate times
All the wasted lives within the countless lines
What kind of place is this we're forced to be
Where someone's son thinks he's a nobody
I hope this nowhere
Becomes a somewhere in the end
And as I raise my hands and see the desperate times
Two useless tools against such needless crimes
What kind of place is this we're forced to be
Where everybody thinks that they're a nobody
I hope this nowhere
Becomes a somewhere one day
How many somebodies that might have been
We sit and wait under a starless sky
Two faceless nobodies my son and I
I raise my hands and see the desperate times
The wasted lives within the countless lines
What kind of place is this we're forced to be
Where someone's son becomes a nobody
I hope this nowhere
Becomes a somewhere one day soon
The rising tension of a people torn
Becomes the fury of a violent storm
In a previous life I was admired and loved
Just to be somebody now would be enough
And as I raise my hands and see the desperate times
All the wasted lives within the countless lines
What kind of place is this we're forced to be
Where someone's son thinks he's a nobody
I hope this nowhere
Becomes a somewhere in the end
And as I raise my hands and see the desperate times
Two useless tools against such needless crimes
What kind of place is this we're forced to be
Where everybody thinks that they're a nobody
I hope this nowhere
Becomes a somewhere one day
Writer: Paul Lappin
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