When money talks, its cries   Drown out the voices   Of those trampled beneath   Their feelings and their lives   So misery lies in the street   And I try to draw a line   Between my drives and needs   But I don't know where it lies      Crying   Murmuring   Screaming   They are all talking      When doubt talks, it murmurs   I always hear   Influencing choices   Blurs what should be clear   Competing voices   Make me fear   Exploitation   These murmurs are deafening my ear      In this confusion   I feel unsure   Like I feel infected   While I talk of a cure   Remnants always left   From attempts to break away   Now I'm just wondering   If I mean what I say      Crying   Murmuring   Screaming   They are all talking      When fear talks, it screams   Straight inside   Coerced surrender   Action forced to bind   Looking, I see nothing of worth   On the other side   Left somewhere I don't want to be   To watch the march of time.