Get It Right

Last night I had a vision

Of people asking questions

Instead of talking without listening

And admitting that the news was new

Sweet Lord I've had some visions

Of people having conversations

Instead of staring at their tiny screens

And pretending that they knew what to do

Take a breath

Try these for size

I don't know

I changed my mind

Between life and death

We'll find the time

To get it right

Last night I had a vision

Of people being congratulated

Instead of ridiculed and hated

For admitting that they'd made mistakes

I'm sick and tired of having visions

That keep coming to me nightly

That shouldn't be so very unlikely

If everybody's ready for some changes to make

Take a breath

Try these for size

I don't know

I changed my mind

Between life and death

We'll find the time

To get it right

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Let's try and get it right

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Let's try and get it right

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Let's try and get it right

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Let's try and get it right

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Let's try and get it right

Take a breath

Try these for size

I don't know

I changed my mind