Kindred Spirit:nnnWell the poor soak in woe in their broken ghettosncan't find the strength to side-step the vicious cyclenso they rot on their couches and the sick rot in their bedsnthey're just waiting to die ndid they forget how to live while they're still breathing?ndon't they know they're still breathing?nnnwell God caught a glimpse of this sickening endnand he wept for his children so short-sidednand you and I were a single tearnjust falling from heaven through the atmospherenand we made a vow that we'd never let gonbut the splash broke our grip washed us to opposite shoresnnnsometimes my head forgets what my heart cannotncause I can't place your face, but I sure feel the lossnso i'll scour this berg until my mortal endnwhen I can find my spiritnmy kindrednnnI don't know you, but I miss younI don't know you, but I love younI don't know you, but I miss younI don't know you, but I love younnnAnd i'll never stop searching for younnn