Offsides - Ongoing Story текст песни

Lives unaccounted for, easy to loose.
Having to escape everything you knew.
Pound the walls and clench your fists,
The situation stands still.
Wanting to defend, comfort, help
The family, the people, the eyes looking to you.
Unable to cry out "look here, help me"
When walls enclose no criminal, but a refugee.

Different voices, the same words spoken