Red - Everything In Slow Motion

She waits by the window watching for the headlights

She hasn’t heard from him in days

He made his bed at the bottom of a rolling river

His son would only know his name

It is a broken world

Tears fall from the preacher standing at the altar

Because he knows he’s lost his faith

Last beat for the heart of an alcoholic

Because he would not change his ways

And as the fire grows weak in the woman that sells her body

She wonders where she lost control

Empty are the hands of a starving child

His skin reveals his tiny bones

It is a broken world

So let it crumble at the breath of the king

Take the hand of the one who’s suffering

Burn as bright as the stars

There is hope, and it burns within us all

So burn

In the sickness, in the hopeless, in the dying, there is hope

So burn