We were trapped in the mire
The mud holding us in an iron grip
We had wandered from what was right
Safe land was out of reach
We were lost in a storm
No compass and no sense of direction
We thought we knew better
The fog hid the impending rocks
We were caught in the act
In the court with no defence, no alibi and no excuse
Our hidden lives had come to haunt us
The press wait out the door to let the world know
What changed our stories?
What stopped us from getting our expected end?
Who pulled us out of the bog, calmed the hurricane and took the blame?
He came down to earth
So that we don’t suffer our deserved fates
He stepped in
And changed our stories