Where is protection, where is such grace? They look for it now in the strangest place. The truth has come out--no more lives lived discreet. No shame, nor triumph, just defeat. Still we don't want to be watched and chained, We just want to live our day to day. Confusion cracks the blade of who's to blame. You point the gun at us as if we were the same. They are afraid of us unchained. Our sense of right collides like runaway trains. Just want to know our place in all things. We've got to find protection in some other way... They say its protection from our enemies, But they occupy the silence of our privacy.