Free Will

A young girl in the winter prays
For her only love to return
But the gods heed nothing she says
Cuz it isn't their concern

Her tears become the rivers
And her sobs are the thunder
The sadness gives the brave shivers
Her sorrow rips the earth asunder

And since when did the gods care for us?
When have they looked down with pity?
Maybe we're making too much fuss
And drown them out with our cities

She opens her arms with such hope
But the girl does not come back
She stares longingly at the rope
That hangs from the ceiling of her shack

And since when did the gods care for us?
When have they looked down with pity?
Maybe we're making too much fuss
And drown them out with our cities

They let this poor girl take her life
When all she wanted was love
Could have cut the rope with a knife
Instead of giving her that shove

And maybe the goods are screaming
But we're too selfish to hear
Maybe this is free will's meaning
That we have to help each other, dear