All That They Have

All that they have is their clothes
And their dirty, unwashed, crying souls
They take their time
To seek a sign
Of hope, to give them a home

All that they have is their time
Just waiting for God's clock to chime
They take their time
To cross the lines
Of hope, please God no more drones

And we wait
And we cry
And we watch as they all go by

All that they have is their hearts
And a love not to split us apart
They take their time
And queue in line
For a hope they've never been shown

And we wait
And we cry
And we watch as they all go by



Credits
Writer(s): Simon Dennis Poore
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