When My Country Die

I wake, I wake from my sleeping
And I must have slept for many years
'cause all around me is weeping
And gone are all happy cheers

That was when my country died

Their hands, their hands they are crippled
From clasping what they thought was theirs
Too numb to feel God's breath ripple
the blank surface of one thousand tears
That was when my country died

And blind, and blind they'll be seeking
To find, to find what they forgot
I see them walking in circles
Being something that they are not
That was when my country died

I wake, I wake from my sleeping
And I am free but I still hide
'cause when the prophets stopped speaking
That was when my country died
That was when my country died
That was when my country died
That was when my country died