I look out to the fields   where blood is shed upon the ground   I breathe in, breathe out   change the channel, (mute) the sound   I take a match, a cigarette, and a walk to clear my head   stomach seething at the thought of all those (human beings dead)     I breathe in, breathe out   I'm going to an interview   about a song, three minutes long   that will mean nothing to you   especially when your dearest friend   was sent to cover Kosovo   his last assignment brought a bullet   and now he's gone, he's gone     feels like I'm (fiddling) while Rome is burning down   should I put my (fiddle) down and rise up from the ground   God give me strength to pray that You will set things right   'cause I'm paralyzed, I'm paralyzed     there was a (Christian) in the office   sent to tell the wife (the news)   fell in shock, the baby kicked, shed a tear inside the womb   I breathe in, breathe out   soak the ground up with my eyes   I try to say a healing word   but my tongue is paralyzed     feels like I'm (fiddling) while Rome is burning down   should I put my (fiddle) down and rise up from the ground   God give me strength to pray that You will set things right   'cause I'm paralyzed, I'm paralyzed