All ye shepherds and all your flocks
Are you keeping watch or are you keeping stock?
Cause where you are is where they'll go
And where you lead they will follow
Your lost sheep wait outside your pent-up walls
Where they won't hear no matter how loud you may call
Cause when you're guided by yourself
Everybody cries for help
And this ain't wolf
Beneath your staff, all that you command
With a piece of eternity entrusted in your hands
But instead a divided, loft, misguided
Childish numbers game
And it really is a shame
Oh, I need you now
Oh, I need you now
Do you hear them crying out?
Do you hear us crying out?
All ye shepherds on all your thrones
Are you settling in pastures far from home?
Are they grazing from the field or from your hand?
There's only so long that your words will stand
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