We’ve seen the shadows on the wall
Heard echoes of the clarion’s call
The battle signals rang out clear
To fall at last on hollowed ear.
There’s no mistake upon the ground
Or impact of each magic sound
While trumpets blow and blare away
This message for the latter days
A change is coming, wait and see
To wing the way to victory !
Oh can you hear the constant sound
Of weather rageing all around
We’re in the middle of a storm
That’s taken such an ugly form.
I’m glad that I am not outside
The wind might take me for a ride
Although perhaps that could be fun
If only we’d a bit of sun !
Our world is really in a mess
Growing much worse I must confess
Seems someone, though we don’t know who,
Has played his dirty trick or two
And left us all in one great bind
For some solution we must find.
We’re upside down and downside out
We’ve lost our strength and have no clout
So buckle up and gather strength
We need to go to any length
If we’re to win this bloody war
Tis just the fight we’re ready for !
Sometimes the heart is more inclined
To seek respite and courage find
Among the days of lesser times
When this world bode in older climes.
For where we are, not where we’ve been,
Is caught in chance and grief and sin
There’s scant honor left, we may find
In all the hours to still unwind.
Oh blessed Lord, take care that we
Escape this time of infamy !
I’ve often thought how bold are we
To dream aloud of victory
There is a path we all must take
To learn what values are at stake
We strive to be a people free
Oft caught midst chains of tyranny.
As winds of war rage fierce and wild
A challenge to each man or child
We’re wrapt in our leftover tears
And chastened by impending fears.
There is no way to make amends
With God alone to help our friends
Beyond this sight what will we see
Still flying there, old Liberty !
The winds of change bring no relief
At times they’re cruel, not often brief
What is it that we’re meant to learn
Or how address our next concern ?
Our nation flounders all alone
For what great sin must we atone,
The sadness of our lives may be
That we remain no longer free !
The leaves of life our stories tell
As all our days with living swell
Though events happen slow or fast
Some may be short while others last.
Each committment we guarantee
Does change our path or set us free
Times are troubled and full of woe
And with the seasons seem to grow,
There is no answer clear or sweet
That shouts aloud win or defeat !
