Crash Rickshaw
"Who Will Go"

In a world of tired hearts
The finish line has the look of the start
But as for you in your waiting room
Your neighbor dies
They die as you need to grow

So who will go?
Who will give their time?
So who will know they're loved?

In a world that's only speaking
The sound of heavy rain
To be a light I'll try to start listening
To see the sun again
But as for you, are you comfortable?
Is anything about your living
Comforting to those who want to live?

Fight for restoring your right to be on dry ground
Do you use the only rope to hoist yourself up as they drown
What better way for them to find true life but by a sacrifice from you
So make more room
Make room for someone else
Make room for someone else
Make room for someone else
Someone else