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Text: Traffic. Holy Ground.

What are we doing to this holy ground
This land that God gave to us all?
'Cause everywhere I hear that crashing sound
Trees make when they fall

Why can't we understand when it turns to sand
There's no way you can bring it back again?
Why don't we change the plan, try to save this land
And make a promise not to hurt again?

This holy ground, this holy ground
This holy ground, this holy ground

What are we doing to this sacred heart
This heart that's beating for us all? Ooh
'Cause everywhere I see it torn apart
Tears like rain will fall

Why don't we take the time, take a look inside
Try to understand what's going wrong?
Stop trying to change the tide, overcome our pride
Take off our shoes, this place we're standing on

Is holy ground, is holy ground
Is holy ground, is holy ground

Get out of doing the things you do in the dark
Keep the flame alive in your heart

What are we doing to the children's lives
The ones we shouldn't hurt at all?
'Cause in the night I hear their lonely cries
So frail and small

How can we just stand by, watch them fade and die
Before they even reach the age of ten?
Why don't we heal the pain, take away this shame
Make a vow to give them back again?

This holy ground, this holy ground
This holy ground, this holy ground

This holy ground, this holy ground
This holy ground, this holy ground

This oh, holy ground, holy ground
Holy ground, holy
Are you there? Holy ground, oh, oh no
Holy ground, holy