In the beginning, they said there was light,
but there's not much left of it now
We're lost in the darkness, seeking sight and sound
and the answers to the what, to the where, or the how
We're talking about freedom while we're locked in a
cell
Dreaming of a world without war
Forced to live on the boundaries of hell,
just like no one's ever thought of peace before
What's the point of preaching peace? It's something
you don't feel
What's the point of talking love? You don't think love
is real
Where's the hope in hopelessness? Where's the truth in
lies?
Don't talk to me if you can't look me in the eyes
'Cause in the beginning they said there was light
but someone's burnt out the fuse
and now we're all lost in the eternal night
looking for another little candle to use
Lots of little candles, isolated hope
Frail little flames in the gale
Lost little people who just can't cope
just knocking, knocking their heads on the nail
What's the point of talking freedom if you just protect
yourself?
What's the point of preaching sharing as you accumulate
your wealth?
It's so easy to be giving if the things you give ain't
real
It's so easy to lie if you ignore the things you feel
CHORUS:
(You) Beg the question, (you) bend the truth
(You're) Bailing out the basement while there's holes
in the roof
In the beginning, they said there was light
but we never had the eyes to see
Rather than bitch or put up a fight
we ran just like lemmings into the sea
No one really wants to get it together
It's much easier to grab what you can
Everybody's going in hell-for-leather
building little castles in the sand
Hypocrisy, delusion, lies, pretense, deceit
Think only of yourself and the world's at your feet
I don't believe the things you say, make bullshit of the
truth
In the beginning, they said there was light
but I'm tired of hearing their lies
I'm tired of deceit, gonna put up a fight
Gonna try to use my very own eyes
Gonna make my own decisions, gonna live my own life
They can keep their darkness and gloom
Hypocrisy, trickery, I've had enough
They can keep their restrictions and laws
and if they think different, I've got one thing to say
and if they think different, I've got one thing to say
and if they think different, I've got one thing to say:
Send "Beg Your Pardon" Ringtone to your Cell 
