Fishing for souls
Clark datchlerA shadow is waiting, his body is bound
A man whose existence was stolen away
Who hopes against hope they'll release him some day
Look at you powerful people
Cowering in silence
And it seems clear to me that you're
Fishing for souls
He's hostage to all your political goals
Whe freedom comes closer
And deals could be done
A fair-weather government plays deaf and dumb
The days became months and the months became years
But hers is a memory that's still crystal clear
And sometimes it seems she's alone in the fight
To rescue the man who was torn from her life
Look at you powerful people
Grey suits and black hearts
And it seems clear to me that you're
Fishing for souls
He's hostage to all your political goals
Whe freedom comes closer
And deals could be done
A fair-weather government plays deaf and dumb
Will is time ever come?
'Cause if you really valued life
You would stop at nothing
To get him back
Or will you wait till he returns
In a box
Draped in union jacks?