Prophets Lyrics

She said it all, no one's listening

This is the last call, yet no one's really listening

The ears don't hear when the heart is tarred

He wrote it all, no one's looking

Doomed to fall, yet no one's really looking

The eyes are blind when the soul is sold

Now the rain is gone, left us this draught

Confused and distraught

All this pain

Yours and others

It's not in vain

These tears

They'll turn to rain

For the seeds of eternal flowers

Don't fret my friend

It's not all in vain, nor is this the end

This loss and pain will be a world they gain

And on another we will rise up again

So, don't fret my friend

It's not all in vain, nor is this the end

This loss and pain will be a world they gain

And on another we will rise up again