[00:02.52] It's like a conversation, where no-one stops to breathe [00:13.85] Is it my imagination, or did God already leave the table? [00:25.24] Such destruction, and pure white castles in the sand [00:35.48] No time for introduction [00:39.76] With all that money changing hands [00:47.39] And the satellite says, "Take a look at all we have" [00:57.32] But the old man says [01:00.48] "You want my family, for your liberty... I can't do that." [01:16.13] Look into the eyes of any patient man [01:25.08] Whether they be amber, green or blue [01:32.95] There's a piece of God staring back at you [01:39.03] But they see our children, and the old folk fend for themselves [01:48.27] They see our broken women [01:53.77] On imaginary shelves [02:02.85] But the satellite says, "Won't you people look at all we have? [02:12.97] Don't you want it? [02:15.86] Can't you see the things that you lack?" [02:20.75] Children in his arms, he turns his back. [02:33.47]