गाने
I wish I, I wish I knew how to live
To not kill, to not kill those I should forgive
But there are some desires that I cannot resist
I wish I knew how to live
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I have a hawk, I have a hawk who flies above my field
She’s calling out, she’s calling out justice be revealed
She doesn't understand why the old crow steals
I have a hawk who flies above my field
Mercy is, mercy is the burden of the poor
The powerful, the powerful keep coming back for more
My children see me struggle, but what is harder still?
Are the days when they go hungry 'cause I’m fighting for what’s real
I can see it in the distance
But it’s something I’ve never seen
Mercy is the burden of the poor
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh (The powerful keep coming back for more)
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Mercy is, mercy is the burden of the poor
The powerful, the powerful keep coming back for more
But only love can give what vengeance cannot cure
Mercy is the burden of the poor
Written by: Andy Squyres
