Children of the Sand

On the dusty road Lie the children of the sand Their world explodes Bright burning buildings still stand With no food supply Before the dreamers we bow The women cry And turn their backs on the plow We get no assistance You watch us from the distance You leave us to die While the seasons go by Won't reach out your hand To the children of the sand I am a civilian Living in a world of hurt And my dusty world Always comes in third 'Cause you never know if This war will be our last Our hidden foe That ruled us in the past, now We get no assistance You watch us from the distance You leave us to die While the seasons go by Won't reach out your hand To the children of the sand With friends like these We'll drown in high seas We'll pick your fruit Be your prostitute If you say 'please' We'll die on our knees - aaaah We get no assistance You watch us from the distance You leave us to die While the seasons go by Won't reach out your hand To the children of the sand We just pray we'll float When bailing the sinking boat This our last goodbye While the waves roll gently by