Feeding The Fire - Genesis

You are terrified by the smallest sound

Because you live your life in such a sheltered world

As do those who surround you

Well I have seen you stung by poisonous flies

And you suffer much too much from their bites

There you sit in your comfort watching other people get caught by the storm

Many a thing that used to be a secret

Has become so talked about

Not worth a second thought

There’s different kinds of secrets now

Times change, it’s not enough to say

It seemed a good idea a hundred years ago

You think it’s not your problem

It really doesn’t matter at all

Every stone that’s thrown must fall to the ground

But you don’t give a thought to where they might come down

You are feeding the fire over which you’ll be roasted

Anywhere that they don’t speak the same

In any place that they don’t think the same

You think it’s not your problem

No no

You think it’s not your problem

It really doesn’t matter at all

Oh…

Maybe it’s not your fate to be a leader of men

But you just leave it all to someone else and complain

You could be so much stronger, but it really doesn’t matter any longer

Cos you’re feeding the fire over which you’ll be roasted

Cos you’re feeding the fire over which you’ll be roasted