A cry for help, a hint of anesthesia The sound from broken home feeds the wall waves meet here As she lays asleep she takes him in her arms Some things I have to do but I'm happy you are A worried parent plans a case of last goodbyes Pants in the back she packs until she tries to hide A cruel wind that bows down to our lunacy Unleashing static cold air in this colony I can't see why all these confrontations I can't see why all these dislocations So far we've lied for sixty few are pieces Turn along there in this colony In this colony In this colony In this colony In this colony Here God in his wisdom took you by the hand God in his wisdom made you understand God in his wisdom took you by the hand God in his wisdom made you understand God in his wisdom took you by the hand God in his wisdom made you understand God in his wisdom took you by the hand God in his wisdom made you understand In this colony In this colony In this colony In this colony In this colony In this colony In this colony