Some folks are great
By blood, by fate
But all I see is shame
You're great for what
...
A voice, hissing
'Something's missing'
It haunts me everday
The queen of queens
...
A hopeless case
An empty chase
A desperate dream, it seems
To sail from shore
...
Greatness
Some folks are great
By blood, by fate
But all I see is shame
You're great for what
You do and not
By family or by name
The stars, so bright
Glow every night
But there's one sun we know
It shines the day
And shows the way
So we could come and go
Without a trace
Of pride and grace
Justice is hardly served
The Lord sure knows
Attention goes
To ones that don't deserve
Some folks are great
By blood, by fate
But all I see is shame
Don't look around
Eyes to the ground
WE are the ones to blame