What worth is all that I’ve seen?
I’ve had it good, and I know I’m still young
And there’s many not blessed as me
Free to dream . . . free to be
So I’ve seen nothing of what some have seen
For as sure as I’m singing this song
There be warring man, and dying man
I’d rather not talk of belief
I try to take things as they come
And I aint earnt no right to preach
But I think I’d choose love over guns
Over money . . . over winning
For as sure as I’m singing this song
There be warring man, and dying man
But what to do when everyone speaks their mind at one time
On race, religion and peace
The dollar’s down . . . The sea levels rise
Now someone’s gone and lost all the money we made blackening the sky
We’ve got love dealt with guns
And priests on the run
And people with scowls as their greetings
I might not know much of this world, but at the moment its meaning defeats me
Give me love . . . just give me love
I sit here and ponder a while
Lap up the smiles as they come
Have a joke at this cloning called “style”, and the “heard it before” number 1
But while it’s funny, I know somewhere
As sure as I’m singing this song
There be warring man, and dying man
But what to do when everyone seems to be pushing their way at one time
For these things that they need?
Plastic toys . . . just sore to the eyes
They’ll be landfill in weeks
But all that matters is that somebody buys
We’ve got the world out on credit
Before they’ve got it . . . they’ve bet it
Some forget that there’s people need feeding
Now I might not know much of this world, but at the moment its meaning defeats me
Give me love . . . just give me love
And what I mean as being love is not just hot pink, nasty lusting
Or even “I’m yours, and You’re mine” love
But just, “I’ll never let you suffer!”
Cause oh my sister, I’ll be with you
Got your back if you need it brother
See, I don’t know you man, but I can help some before I go . . .
In this world of bitter sweet
There lived a selfish soul divine
They called him man . . . but man grew week
The more empowered he became in time
But amidst all the rubble . . . the running makeup and stubble
There’s hearts amongst man to believe in
And while all this momentum . . . yeah it’s gonna take some slowing
I think we’re far too young yet to be leaving
So oh my sister, I’ll be with you
Got your back if you need it brother
There aint no lesson that’s not worth knowing
There aint no journey not worth growing for
Oh my sister, I’ll be with you
Got your back if you need it brother
See, I don’t know you man, but I can help some before I go . . .
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