EG - Sons of an Illustrious Father

I was born with a blind eye

Stared straight into the plaid

But one was gifted a vision

Failed to hold in the sight

Now the memory fades

And falls upon deaf ears

Say, what’s happening here?

Say, what’s happening here?

And as the silence can scare me

So can whispers and wars

Fear can work in collusion

With our greatest saviours

The mystery remains

But never seemed so clear

Say, what’s happening here?

Say, what’s happening here?

Some have gold and high degrees of palaces and lands

I put the roof that shelters me and the one who understands

Silence can scare me

As can whispers and wars

And fear can work in collusion

With our greatest saviours

I’ve come along so far

From the roots I still bare

I crossed the great horizon

To find that nothing was there

Some have gold and high degrees of palaces and lands

I put the roof that shelters me and the one who understands

I put the roof that shelters me and the one who understands