Trapped in your corner, what do you see?
Do you peer through your fingers at the insanity?
No one can understand what you might know
But the world outside has a long way to go
Who's the wise man?
It's not for me to say, yeah
What would you tell them if the words could go free?
Would you open their eyes to the stupidity?
But you sit in silence and it seems so unfair
That the voices of choice create untold despair
Who's the wise man?
It's not for me to say, yeah
To say, yeah, yeah
Of all God's creations lost and forsaken
You show the hope in their eyes
Unblemished innocence lost on the mindless
Who lead the blind, leading the blind
Oh...
Trapped in your corner, staring at me
Do you see the world's problems reflected in me?
I can't hope to understand what you might know
And try as I might I've a long way to go
Who's the wise man?
It's not for me to say