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Two men walking down a strip of road, one so Young and one so Old. They SPEAK of two almost Different Worlds, but it's all the same. Just a different day, a new SOUND, a new way of BEING, but it's still the same old Earth. Or is it? Our Earth changes so very much, so very fast. The world does change. SOCIETY is always on The Go. Can you keep up? What are the Values today? Some may say that all of them have gone away. Culture Shock heightens as MATERIALISM grows. I know, I know - I love my things, too. But wouldn't it be great to be FREE? Imagine no possessions, just like John. Free Love, Free Speech. FREEDOM is taken for granted, taking advantage.
Little Boy, ask your Granddad about '68. Have him tell you of Protests and MUSIC that had MEANING. Words Beyond Words - beautiful syllables that teach.
Cardboard Coffee Cups line the lanes, and baby, I don't see you cleaning them up. Oh no, what can We do? Uh-oh, this ain't nothin' NEW. We've got to pay ATTENTION. Take Responsibility for YOU, honey; I'm not going to. I won't be held accountable for what's not mine, but give me the WEIGHT I deserve. Bear it, man. This is your own. Don't lose HEART, my Friend, you see it's still BEAUTIFUL - just look a little bit harder. That simple Feeling - UNDERSTANDING and PEACE - We can have it: Free-wheeling. Forget the paint peeling. Let's start the Healing. Hard times can't just disappear, but do you Hear the Wind Calling? A tide comes in and you know how it's Stalling. CLEANSE the ocean of oil, and you will be Clean. Hold your own, man.
Sing to the grass and FIND LOVE - find the Peace you Know is in your MIND. Pull it into View and SHARE it, too. It's always going to get you - life is, you see. Oh, Talking for the Sake of Sound; Stalking your shadow for now. How is the SUN? So Bright and toasting - burning my back. It's so cruel; The loveliest LIGHT with a painful Reward. The EXPOSURE is too much to afford.
Campaigning for NATURE is old school, but they who started it weren't FOOLS. Read the rules, the pools of blood and mud and drool become our History. War is a tool - one too Harsh to use. No one TRULY knows how to Wield it, and so, my friends, we must Yield it.
Hey, hey, now - fighting fire with fire won't do. If you hit me, I may hit you. But what GOOD does it do? If we shoot to stop gun shots, we're not any better. Why is it warPLAY, anyway? It's a Hell of a saying - a Hell of a game - and from day to day, the Memories will STAY. So baby, stay away!
What are you settling, those of you in POWER? In these Lengthy, Violent Hours, I pray for the RAIN to come, a shower to Purify that which has been thrashed. Trashed. You wonder why the Flowers were put in the Guns? The Watchtower is locked now, break in and pick up the MOVEMENT left out. It's Ours, now; how can We let them down? The REVOLUTION isn't dead: the Words they once said still ring. It's the thing, the VOICE inside your Head. Red lights turn Green - It's go-go time, man. FOREVER is a long time. Don't make it Hell. From what I can tell, We can Fix this. You buy and you sell, but We'll do it. HOLD ON TIGHT - do you feel all right? Peace, baby. A band of VOICES to CHANGE the World.
Little Boy, ask your Granddad about '68. Have him tell you of Protests and MUSIC that had MEANING. Words Beyond Words - beautiful syllables that teach.
Cardboard Coffee Cups line the lanes, and baby, I don't see you cleaning them up. Oh no, what can We do? Uh-oh, this ain't nothin' NEW. We've got to pay ATTENTION. Take Responsibility for YOU, honey; I'm not going to. I won't be held accountable for what's not mine, but give me the WEIGHT I deserve. Bear it, man. This is your own. Don't lose HEART, my Friend, you see it's still BEAUTIFUL - just look a little bit harder. That simple Feeling - UNDERSTANDING and PEACE - We can have it: Free-wheeling. Forget the paint peeling. Let's start the Healing. Hard times can't just disappear, but do you Hear the Wind Calling? A tide comes in and you know how it's Stalling. CLEANSE the ocean of oil, and you will be Clean. Hold your own, man.
Sing to the grass and FIND LOVE - find the Peace you Know is in your MIND. Pull it into View and SHARE it, too. It's always going to get you - life is, you see. Oh, Talking for the Sake of Sound; Stalking your shadow for now. How is the SUN? So Bright and toasting - burning my back. It's so cruel; The loveliest LIGHT with a painful Reward. The EXPOSURE is too much to afford.
Campaigning for NATURE is old school, but they who started it weren't FOOLS. Read the rules, the pools of blood and mud and drool become our History. War is a tool - one too Harsh to use. No one TRULY knows how to Wield it, and so, my friends, we must Yield it.
Hey, hey, now - fighting fire with fire won't do. If you hit me, I may hit you. But what GOOD does it do? If we shoot to stop gun shots, we're not any better. Why is it warPLAY, anyway? It's a Hell of a saying - a Hell of a game - and from day to day, the Memories will STAY. So baby, stay away!
What are you settling, those of you in POWER? In these Lengthy, Violent Hours, I pray for the RAIN to come, a shower to Purify that which has been thrashed. Trashed. You wonder why the Flowers were put in the Guns? The Watchtower is locked now, break in and pick up the MOVEMENT left out. It's Ours, now; how can We let them down? The REVOLUTION isn't dead: the Words they once said still ring. It's the thing, the VOICE inside your Head. Red lights turn Green - It's go-go time, man. FOREVER is a long time. Don't make it Hell. From what I can tell, We can Fix this. You buy and you sell, but We'll do it. HOLD ON TIGHT - do you feel all right? Peace, baby. A band of VOICES to CHANGE the World.
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