Just came to give some company
Heard the grave is cold and lonely
Thought I'd come to say a prayer
To show that I still really care
If memories were a ladder
And tears were a lane
I'd go up to heaven
And bring you back again
Running after a world that flees
We live our lives so worry free
Forgetting we’re not here to stay
Buried and left to decay
Just read the situation's full update
Heard you can't afford a dinner plate
Thought I'd write it out and share
To show people you're in despair
If hope was a seed
And ambition was rain
I'd grow a field of crops
So you could eat again
We live within our happy bubble
Not helping others with their troubles
Forgetting our brothers in humanity
A shameful life of vanity
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
In a World
In a world of guided missiles
In a world of misguided men
Television is draining imagination
Media is enslaving a nation
Life is a competition, a ruthless race
Leaders are corrupt and without grace
Divided into many congregations
A political atmosphere of aberration
Sold out tyrants with motives deranged
Few believers willing to fight for change
In a world of guided missiles
In a world of misguided men
Used to harassment and interrogation
Shutting our mouths with hesitation
Quicker than lightning, bombs hit the ground
Most victims are buried, but some aren’t found
In need of help, but forgetting prostration
Closed hands from charitable donations
In difficult times God’s help we should seek
He will provide victory in a time so bleak
In a world of guided missiles
In a world of misguided men
As the pendulum of justice begins to swing
Oppressors keep trying to pull more strings
Don’t let mischief of the devil bring you down
For in a mighty river the pharaoh did drown
Keep up your fast and trust your prayer
There is an afterlife, so stay well aware
Though times change and society transforms
A true believer always weathers the storm
In a world of guided missiles
In a world of misguided men
In a world of misguided men
Television is draining imagination
Media is enslaving a nation
Life is a competition, a ruthless race
Leaders are corrupt and without grace
Divided into many congregations
A political atmosphere of aberration
Sold out tyrants with motives deranged
Few believers willing to fight for change
In a world of guided missiles
In a world of misguided men
Used to harassment and interrogation
Shutting our mouths with hesitation
Quicker than lightning, bombs hit the ground
Most victims are buried, but some aren’t found
In need of help, but forgetting prostration
Closed hands from charitable donations
In difficult times God’s help we should seek
He will provide victory in a time so bleak
In a world of guided missiles
In a world of misguided men
As the pendulum of justice begins to swing
Oppressors keep trying to pull more strings
Don’t let mischief of the devil bring you down
For in a mighty river the pharaoh did drown
Keep up your fast and trust your prayer
There is an afterlife, so stay well aware
Though times change and society transforms
A true believer always weathers the storm
In a world of guided missiles
In a world of misguided men
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