There will come a time When the walls you try to climb Will be cast into the sea But how many bodies in the sand Will it take to understand They're just like you and me? Their blood is red Well, cut your hand And tell me what you find Their blood is red Just like mine The rivers of blood Know not the bodies from Which surged the crimson flood Nor their hearts which beat and loved In the lands they're running from Their homes once whole now torn The lines that you draw will haunt you The lines that you draw will haunt you Their blood is red Well, cut your hand And tell me what you find Their blood is red Just like mine Brother, do you notice? Sister, do you feel? Tell me if you know This is real Cause I've been dreaming of the water It's been haunting me for days And while you're busy with your borders I'm lost in the waves Their blood is red Well, cut your hand And tell me what you find Their blood is red Just like mine