I wrote this song in 1994 after visiting the Holocaust Museum in Washington, DC.

FACES ON THE WALL © 1994 lisabeth weber (available for licensing)

I hold a candle to you for, 
All that you've been through and more. 
And it's a goddamned shame, it's a godforsaken game...
That in a half a century, there's still those who are not free. 
We see their faces on the wall, we hear their photographic call. 

(chorus)
I've listened to their stories. 
I've walked through their museums. 
I'm even their religion, but it's not the same to me. 
'Cause all I see is killing, and all i see is war. 
If god is what you're fighting for, is it worth it anymore, 
Is it worth it anymore? 

Sometimes I think I'm dreaming, 
'Cause I don't understand...
Those who say it never happened are the scariest at hand. 
And 6 million minutes later, we've lived 11 years. 
The challenge of a lifetime for those who persevered. 

(chorus). 

So you cry religious freedom, you cry all night long. 
For those who are not with us, for those who are long gone. 
But if there is divinity, i wish that i could plainly see, 
‘cause right now all i see is warfare for all eternity. 

(chorus). 

I went to Washington DC to see a piece of history.

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Faces On The Wall

Writer, Musician, Artist, previous Board member at Playing for Change Foundation, TEDx speaker, font designer, previous Sundance Film Fest Theater Manager. www.lisabethweber.com

Faces On The Wall

LisaBeth Weber