Here and now our choices here are growing thin, As children grow they grow with what they see In these times where paranoia closes in Power and hate a rampaging disease In our minds we build the blocks to what we need In our minds we are reaching out for peace In our hearts we know of such the hills to climb In our hearts a sense of mass defeat
Shame shame these games that they play with you and me Shame for these games that they play our children will keep
These are our times this problem much to big to hold For you and I far too high to reach We can begin by holding close the things we know And valuing our pockets of peace These are the earth the sun the moon the sea the sky These are the gifts to which we all agree Through these things and those we love we can unite And sink into our pockets of peaceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
