Was there no oil to excavate?
An' we aren't listening
Oh why we waited 'til so late
And on the way child and man
For Redemption Day
It's everywhere a baby cries
Fire rages in the streets
On television
Freedom
To Heaven's gate, to Heaven's gate
No riches in trade for the fate
An' woman wait, watch an' wait
An' swallows everything it meets
Freedom
Explodin' in the shells of night
There is a train that's headed straight
It's buried in the countryside
To Heaven's gate, to Heaven's gate
Freedom
Into rooms of grief and questioned wrong
An' woman wait, watch an' wait
It's just an image often seen
Throw us a bone but save the plate
But weak to watch without speaking
There is a train that's headed straight
That keep on killin'
Of every person who died in hate
Throw us a bone you men of great
If God be willing
For Redemption Day
And on the way child and man
It's in the soul to feel such things
Come leaders, come you men of great
Your many virtues laid to waste
What do you have for us today?
Let us hear you pontificate
Oh what mercy sadness brings
