i wanna know

sometimes i feel

that we've been herded like sheep

we've been led out like lambs to the slaughter

and empty souls

have kept the downtrodden down

and took the best and left us the fodder

still in my heart

i feel such purpose

a reason for being alive

and i want to know

i want to know

sometimes it seems

there was meant to be more

than this rush and this battle to living

and there's the times

we've all tasted the space

that you know when we feel that we're giving

so take some time

to think about this

i'm blinded now

i'd like to see

and i want to know

i want to know

i want to see through all the barriers

that were created before i was born

were they put out there just to guide me

or keep the weak from becoming strong

i want to know

i want to know

still in my heart

i feel such purpose

a reason for being alive

and i want to know

sometimes i fear

that all men are asleep

must we shout to awake those that slumber?