[Verse 1] How can you say that you're not responsible? What does it have to do with me? What is my reaction, what should it be? Confronted by this latest atrocity [Chorus] Driven to tears [Verse 2] Hide my face in my hands, shame wells in my throat My comfortable existence is reduced to a shallow meaningless party Seems that when some innocent die All we can offer them is a page in a some magazine Too many cameras and not enough food Because this is what we've seen [Chorus] [Bridge] Protest is futile, nothing seems to get through What's to become of our world, who knows what to do [Chorus]