In the heart of the city where the lights don't shine You can feel the pulse of the forgotten time Where the rich get richer, and the poor just fade Lost in the shadows of the empire's parade Oh, the scales of justice seem to rust and bend Under the weight of gold, where does it end? We're all born to dream, but some dreams just stall In the land of plenty, there's a drought for all On the streets of silence, hear the mothers' cries As the future's stolen from their children's eyes In the halls of power, the deals are made But the cost is buried in the workers' spade Oh, the scales of justice seem to rust and bend Under the weight of gold, where does it end? We're all born to dream, but some dreams just stall In the land of plenty, there's a drought for all Oh, the scales of justice seem to rust and bend Under the weight of gold, where does it end? We're all born to dream, but some dreams just stall In the land of plenty, there's a drought for all Can you hear the whispers of the winds of change Singing songs of hope, rearranging the strange? It's a melody that calls for you and me To write the verses of a new history Oh, the scales of justice seem to rust and bend Under the weight of gold, where does it end? We're all born to dream, but some dreams just stall In the land of plenty, there's a drought for all So let's stand together, and let's stand tall We'll break the chains of the divide that conquers all For every heart that beats, let's find a way To build a world where love outshines the shades of gray