The Word

The word's out on the street

Around everyone you meet

"Things are not the way they used to be"

There's a feeling in the air

A dark cloud of despair

That hides our hearts

And blinds our eyes to see

They say that it's a shame

That all we do is blame

And never treat ourselves with dignity

What would we do

Without a hand to hold onto

With no one to call out to

What if we could

Behave like sisters and brothers

Like the good book says we should

It's time, time, time

We try so hard to find

But time has no mercy on me

Just take a look at love

On the wings of a dove

Gives us everything we want for free

What will you say or do

When a child asks of you

What kind of world have you left here for me?

Too many sleepless nights

Too many questions why

This is not the way it's supposed to be

What happened to

The land, the trees and the rivers

Some have now all gone away

What happens if

We see them as sisters and brothers

Like the good Lord says we should

There's a word on the street

From everyone you meet

Peace is the only way for us to be

There's a feeling in the air

Do away with this despair

Let's hear our hearts

And open our eyes to see

What would we do

Without a hand to hold onto

With no one to call out to

What if we could

Behave like sisters and brothers

Like the good book says we should