Who will speak when all is done A world asleep, a waiting son The winds that sweep across the land As molecules make plans Who will cry for all that's gone Childhood stories old men's songs In the empty village square The tumbleweed spores prepare Isaac watches through his tears As abraham draws voices near I would give my life for you I wish to god you knew When the world began to stray I'm not so sure that i can say Who will come to fight for you When they train their lights on you In the empty village square Most people wouldn't dare to care Eyes are searching from afar To steal tomorrow, maybe more And if this rage upon us stings It's just the end of everything The end we saw begin Who will speak for all of this Who will stop the ventriloquist Hurry now 'cos if we fail The tumbleweed will prevail