We set barriers to gain freedom, and build chains to set us free,
We cling to what destroys us, from protection we flee.
In circles we run, behind glass we hide,
A fruitless struggle to hold onto our pride.
A child on the street after running from home,
To hide from oppressors a man won't leave home.
In circles we run, behind glass we hide,
A fruitless struggle to hold onto our pride.
The ignorant make mistakes, the wise hypocrisy,
We believe theirs a difference between Communist and democracy.
In circles we run, behind glass we hide,
A fruitless struggle to hold onto our pride.
All fall victim, if they realize or not,
It's an endless struggle for peace that they fought.
In circles we run, behind glass we hide,
A fruitless struggle to hold onto our pride.
