We're Only Human

Curved Air

Compositor: Curved Air

In shanty towns, on ghetto streets
Where mad dogs fight while the children sleep
In border camps for refugees
A voice cries out from the wind

We're only human, flesh and blood

On desert plains, in burnt-out lands
Where young and old hold out their hands
And war machines have razed the land
A voice cries out from the sand

We're only human, flesh and blood

I sit alone, a silent scream
Broken dream, a memory
It all comes back to you and me
I know that deep in my soul

We're only human flesh and blood