Profit and A Childs Cry

Verse 1

Steel on the table

Maps drawn in red

Promises broken

Dreams filled with dread

Pre-Chorus

Eyes on the figure

Cold as the steel

Shuffling the paper

All too real

Chorus

Gold in the wires

Smoke in the sky

Counting the numbers

While children cry

Post-Chorus

oh oh oh

Verse 2

Silent meetings

Shadows grow long

Blueprints are written

Everything wrong

Pre-Chorus

Running the ledger

Cold hands of fate

Every lost morning

Began far too late

Chorus

Gold in the wires

Smoke in the sky

Counting the numbers

While children cry

Post-Chorus

oh oh oh