The Larger Bowl

Whoa, whoaIf we're so much the same like I always hear
Why such different fortunes and fates
Some of us live in a cloud of fear
Some live behind iron gatesWhy such different fortunes and fates
Some are blessed and some are cursed
Some live behind iron gates
While others see only the worstSome are blessed and some are cursed
The Golden One or scarred from birth
While others only see the worst
Such a lot of pain on the earthWhoa, whoaThe Golden One or scarred from birth
Some things can never be changed
Such a lot of pain on this earth
It's somehow so badly arrangedSome things can never be changed
Some reasons will never come clear
It's somehow so badly arranged
If we're so much the same like I always hearSome are blessed and some are cursed
The Golden One or scarred from birth
While others only see the worst
Such a lot of pain on the earthSome are blessed and some are cursed
The Golden One or scarred from birth
While others only see the worst
Such a lot of pain on the earth
Such a lot of pain on the earthWhoa, whoaSome are blessed and some are cursed
The Golden One or scarred from birth
While others only see the worst
Such a lot of pain on the earthSome are blessed and some are cursed
The Golden One or scarred from birth
While others only see the worst
Such a lot of pain on the earthSuch a lot of pain, such a lot of pain
Such a lot of pain on the earth