I clung to a delicate straw   It broke in my hand   I'm at the mercy of strangers   In a foreign land   Now I'm waiting on guidance   - Now I'm waiting on a sign   And I'm running for my life   But there's nowhere to run      And the ground shook and rumbled me   Rippled miles around   It all shook with terror and   I'm not making a sound      Should we stumble   Should we loose our ways   Much too late now to matter, babe   Now we're lost in the haze      Ain't no two ways about it    We sank like a stone   Now I'm looking at ashes and    Scars cover my bones      Should we stumble   Should we loose our ways   Much too late now to matter   Now we're lost in the haze