How Can I Cry

Oooo I'm walking slowly, taking in a cloudy day A river of people passes me and goes away I'm feeling weary I'm feeling like I'm wasting time The troubles in my life just ain't worth a dime Sisters and brothers, forgive me for the things I say I'm losing the meaning, I'm losing sense of night and day The sun that I'm seeing it is the same around the earth So why is our freedom ruled by our birth? And how can I cry about freedom When I've lived a whole life of liberty? And how can I sing about suffering and pain? I sing for all the souls who do not complain Tomorrow and justice seem so high and far away While people are hungry, mistreated each and every day Whatever, oh can I do? I'm standing here on solid ground I sing for the silent people Lord, hear our sound And I'm wondering why The blues and the blacks and the grays Are covering my world? What is the mystery of the dove That she stays so long away? Why are my sisters singing songs Of their pain so beautifully? Why are my brothers crying tears of silence so helplessly? And how can I cry about freedom When I've lived a whole life of liberty? And how can I sing about suffering and pain? I sing for all the souls who do not complain Who do not complain