Feed us with your left hand   Starve us with your right   I will lie in a cold tent   While you are warm tonight   While we watch the same sunset   And the same stars fall   We have nothing   You have it all      As the march moves on   We've nowhere left to turn   Fighting to survive   While waiting for the snow      We curse the dusty mountains   The aching desert storm   Hear our children crying   Hungry in the morn   Their feast lies not in this world   But in another place   So stand up and listen   Take the smile from your face      As the march moves on   We've nowhere left to turn   Fighting to survive   While waiting for the snow      Our fate lies in your hands   While your world looks on   Politicians squirm about   Wondering what's gone wrong   Millions taking to the roads   It's happened yet again   I say now is the time   Come on, now is the time   Now is the time to heal the pain