There is so much more here than meets the eyeAll we’ve built is sand slipping through calloused handsNow time to wake at last and realizeWe will reap the seed we’ve sownCan we still find some hope insideThere is a cancer spreading out across the landBlackened taint echoes the deepest sinSoul decays as the spirt slowly fadesIs it too late to be savedCan we still find some hope inside… orAre we lostIs it too late to be savedCan we still find some hope inside… orAre we lost