For the God that made you, made them too
So help your brother along the road, no matter where he starts!
Just think but for the grace of God it would be you instead of him
These men with broken hearts
One careless step or thoughtless deed and then the misery starts
But in their shame they're all the same
And to those who weep death comes cheap
You've never walked in that man's shoes or saw things through his eyes
Some were porpers, some were kings and some were masters of the arts
You have no right to be the judge, to criticize and condemn
And with hope all gone, they walk alone
Oh so humble you should be when they come passing by
For a living death is all that's left for men with broken hearts
Life sometimes can be so cruel that a heart will pray for death
God, why must these living dead know pain with every breath?
Some lose faith in love and life when sorrow shoots her darts
These men with broken hearts
Or stood and watched with helpless hands while the heart inside you dies
For it's written that the greatest men never get too big to cry
For souls that live within the past where sorrow plays all parts
These men with broken hearts
And eyes that stare in defeat
