Blind Leading The Blind (Live from Austin|Explicit)

My generation's stuck in the mirror

Forget about the poor

'Cause I don't like the word

I need to know the name of my neighbor

I am not known if I'm not seen or heard

And I am afraid of that which I do not know

So why don't I just ask your ****ing name

Justice just gets buried in a white light

There used to be a time you'd call it shame

Put your hand on me tonight

And I will be here

When you're crying out tonight

And I will be here

Your cynicism buys me no more time here

Imagine my relief to hit the walls

Running from the weight of ancient labels

And leaving what identity there was

Well my generation's stuck in the mirror

Forget about the poor

'Cause I don't like the word

I need to know the name of my neighbor

I am not known if I'm not seen or heard

So put your hand on me tonight

And I will be here

When you're crying out tonight

I will be here

Let's raise our hands for a moment

And leave it all behind

Don't be afraid for a moment

The blind leading the blind

Put your hand on me tonight

And I will be here

When you're crying out tonight

I will be here