The Innocent's Corner Lyrics by Caedmon's Call
Album : Share the Well
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Huddled in the light of a cellular billboard
A family of four is a nation at war
In her head are the echoes of weeping
Of children the Sunday before

The promises made by her Father
Are no match for hunger's incline

So she fell to her knees as she cried,
"In the Innocent's Corner I'll hide."
You came around and lifted her up
With the angels beside
Would she be denied

Ours is a land with a terrible shortage
Of harvests to share and breathable air
And a reason to live may be too hard to find
Like a wage or a dime

But we sit here debating the meaning of justice
With self-righteous spin and an upper caste grin
We're still suffocating on quicksand indifference
Where no choice is ever that hard

So she fell to her knees as she cried,
In the Innocent's Corner she'll hide
You came around and lifted her up with the angels beside

The promises made by her Father
Would curb any hunger inside
Huddled in the light of a cellular billboard    A family of four is a nation at war    In her head are the echoes of weeping    Of children the Sunday before       The promises made by her Father    Are no match for hunger's incline       So she fell to her knees as she cried,    "In the Innocent's Corner I'll hide."    You came around and lifted her up    With the angels beside    Would she be denied       Ours is a land with a terrible shortage    Of harvests to share and breathable air    And a reason to live may be too hard to find    Like a wage or a dime       But we sit here debating the meaning of justice    With self-righteous spin and an upper caste grin    We're still suffocating on quicksand indifference    Where no choice is ever that hard       So she fell to her knees as she cried,    In the Innocent's Corner she'll hide    You came around and lifted her up with the angels beside       The promises made by her Father    Would curb any hunger inside