Blind Leading The Blind

My generation’s stuck in the mirror “Forget about the poor, ‘cause I don’t like the word” I need to know the name of my neighbor I am not known if I’m not seen or heard And I am afraid of that which I do not know So why don’t I just ask your fucking name Justice just gets buried in a white light I heard there was a time you’d call it shame Interlude Chorus So, put your hand in mine tonight And I will be here When you’re crying out tonight I will be here Interlude Verse 2 Your cynicism buys me no more time here Imagine my relief to hit the walls Running from the weight of ancient labels And leaving what identity there was Well, my generation’s stuck in the mirror “Forget about the poor, ‘cause I don’t like the word” And I need to know the name of my neighbor I am not known if I’m not seen or heard Chorus So, put your hand in mine tonight And I will be here When you’re crying out tonight I will be here Bridge Let’s raise our hands for a moment And leave it all behind Don’t be afraid for a moment The blind leading the blind Instrumental Chorus So, put your hand in mine tonight And I will be here When you’re crying out tonight I will be here