Has our conscience shown?
Has the sweet breeze blown?
Has all kindness gone?
Hope still lingers on.
I drink myself a newfound pity
Sit around in New York City
and I don’t know why.
Are we listening
to Hymns of offering
Have we the eyes you seek
Love is gathering.
All the words that I’ve been reading
Have now started the act of bleeding
Into one.
So I walk up on high
And I step to the edge
To see my world below…
And I laugh at myself
While the tears roll down
Cause’ it’s a world I know
Oh It’s a world I know
Know
A world I know Oh.
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