What is it that men mean to say
Their words keep getting in the way
Feint tongues are stumbling o’er their teeth
Failing to state what’s underneath ?
Much easier to honest be
When will they learn that truth is free ?
What is it that men mean to say
Their words keep getting in the way
Feint tongues are stumbling o’er their teeth
Failing to state what’s underneath ?
Much easier to honest be
When will they learn that truth is free ?
I cannot worry what will be
I’m such a tiny entity
This world exists by its own choice
Impervious to my small voice !
I barely keep myself afloat
How can I steer your private boat,
I wish that I possessed the strength
To forge a peace for all at length !
I pray the Lord will kindness show
And point the way that we must go
To conquer anger, fear and doubt
And fill our days with cause devout !