There are eyes that see but say nothing at all
There are ears that hear but they don't recall
In this city of ours
So we followed your man back to your front door
And we're waiting for you outside
'Coz not everybody here is scared of you
Not everybody passes on the other side
And we could spend our whole lives waiting
From some thunderbolt to come
And we could spend our whole lives waiting
For some justice to be done
Unless we make our own