We had the chance to make amends
Put all our faith in angry men
The messages were compromised
We turned our heads, averted eyes
And nothing ever changed
We never stood a chance
The work of human hands
Our best ideas in disrepair
A sorry state, a grave affair
We had a hunch but couldn't find
The words for what was on our minds
The worst is yet to come
The work is never done
The work of human hands