Missing Persons

walls of nameless faces with aging ink Slowly penetrating bloodless lies Every day were stretching father Into a sea of missing children The slip below the eluding water with out a sound Insecurities drag another soul below They’re looking on in silence Consumed with in there trials Reaching out to save those who cannot sink And with a hint of weakness Our safety line is cut Patrons file up with hardened eyes To watch each other disappear We praise so loudly the success That our soft whispers soon unmask Were not afraid to stand up screaming for our rights Just when it counts we're nowhere to be found Our campaigning troops have walked away still clamoring for a chance So once again we’ll drift away in a see of faceless names While we burn away our life Thus granting us our righteous truth