Brooke Fraser - Flags

Come, tell me your trouble, I'm not your answer, but I'm a listening ear
Reality has left you reeling, all facts and no feeling, no faith and all fear
I don't know why a good man will fall, while a wicked one stands
And our lives blow about, like flags on the land

Who's at fault is not important, good intentions lie dormant and we're all to blame
While apathy acts like an ally, my enemy and I are one and the same
I don't know why the innocents fall, while the monsters still stand
And our lives blow about, like flags on the land

I don't know why our words are so proud
Yet their promise soothing
And our lives blow about
Like flags in the wind Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
You who mourn will be comforted
You who hunger will hunger no more
All the last shall be first, of this I am sure

You who weep now will laugh again
All you lonely be lonely no more
Yes, the last will be first, of this I'm sure

I don't know why the innocents fall
While the monsters stand
I don't know why the little ones thirst
But I know the last shall be first
I know the last shall be first, I know the last shall be first