Because these lines are dead before they are born Because I don't walk the way of the world Brother, could you hold my cross? Because my knowledge is nailed to the wall, I'm watching life pass from my bedroom floor Sister would you hold my cross? And the dust upon my name won't let you shine. Just when the war drums were hammering my head Thousand of white bright pigeons are released Dropping olive branches on me The final curtain will never be raised, Because my bones will be seed for the rain. I will bloom inside your head And the dust upon my name won't let you shine. Show me just one reason not to let you down again, I am with my people, from the ashes is my rebirth. And the dust upon my name won't let you shine.