Released: October 22, 2001
Songwriter: Jim Capaldi Peter Vale
Producer: Jim Capaldi René Tinner
There was a time when we opened wide
All the doors that once were closed
But the world has forgotten now
Once again all the hatred grows
Look around see the damage that greed has done
Hear the sound of the wind beating like a drum
We’re riding the storm
See the hunger on every face
See the bones beneath the skin
Like a mountain of human waste
Being poor is thе only sin
See the light of a star fading in the sky
In the night you can hеar all the children cry
We’re riding the storm it's falling on everyone
Riding the storm there’s nowhere left to run
Riding the storm
They built an image long ago made out of shining gold
And they learned to fear it fear it in their souls, you know
See the light of a star fading in the sky
In the night you can hear all the children cry
We’re riding the storm it's falling on everyone
Riding the storm there’s nowhere left to run
Riding the storm
Riding the storm
All the doors that once were closed
But the world has forgotten now
Once again all the hatred grows
Look around see the damage that greed has done
Hear the sound of the wind beating like a drum
We’re riding the storm
See the hunger on every face
See the bones beneath the skin
Like a mountain of human waste
Being poor is thе only sin
See the light of a star fading in the sky
In the night you can hеar all the children cry
We’re riding the storm it's falling on everyone
Riding the storm there’s nowhere left to run
Riding the storm
They built an image long ago made out of shining gold
And they learned to fear it fear it in their souls, you know
See the light of a star fading in the sky
In the night you can hear all the children cry
We’re riding the storm it's falling on everyone
Riding the storm there’s nowhere left to run
Riding the storm
Riding the storm
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From the album
- Living on the Outside (2001)