Of Mice & Men Another Miracle
Invisible hands
Tipping scales I can't see
An ounce of trial for an ounce of gold
A pound of flesh for a moment of peace
If this is all a game of give and take
If this is all a game
What's another miracle
For the hopeless and cynical?
We're all so tired but never sleep
We've forgotten how to dream
What's another miracle
For the broken and pitiful
The forgotten and out of reach
For the ones who never speak?
What's another miracle?
Sending messages in bottles
Tossed among the waves
Fading in that sun and water
Waiting for the glass to break
The pleas of a desperate man
Spill like thunder from a tempest's lips
What's another miracle
For the hopeless and cynical?
We're all so tired but never sleep
We've forgotten how to dream
What's another miracle
For the broken and pitiful
The forgotten and out of reach
For the ones who never speak?
What's another miracle?
The cries of a desperate man
Spill like thunder from a tempest's lips
Spill like thunder from a tempest's lips
Spill like thunder
