Blindside - The Great Depression lyrics

We are the sons and daughters of a revolution

Revolutionaries walking us

out of oppression

and into a no-law promised land

Where there is no right or wrong

And this leaves us

with a great sense of sadness growing inside our soul

No one can explain where it's coming from

Or where it's taking us

We just know that something is lost

That somehow we are lost

And this, my friend, is the great depression