Is it true

I can't believe this hatred

What do you do

The world is so ill fated

But when you're sitting

On a quiet afternoon

With the sunlight

Pouring like gold into your room

You can't believe that the world will end soon

The world will end soon





You sometimes feel

You're not doing enough

But what is real

You never know who to trust

It seems that people

Sit in jail without a crime

And ruthless leaders

Seem to lead us all the time

There's too much crying, people dying

Who can see the light

Who can see the light





Questions without answers





So I sing

It doesn't seem to make a difference

Should I give in

That's not a point of reference

But the passive masses

Being eaten by TV

Ignoring cruelty

And saying it's not me

When will they realize

Soon it's going to be

Soon it's going to be





Questions without answers