Even with the walls closing in on us
Can we make the time to learn and discuss
The dirty secrets that we never talk about?
Our history I’m still trying to figure out
Hegemony is a four-letter word
To think we own it all is totally absurd
Even when I’m looking for a simple rhyme
I keep my brothers and my sisters in my mind
(Make the time)
To let compassion carry the weight of the world
(To remind)
All is not lost to the dogs of war
Timetables drawn upon the maps of war
Diplomacy must work so please don’t close the door
Put all the leaders in one big happy box
Close all the doors and fasten all the locks
Take all the time and sources that you need
Maybe kick back and smoke a little weed
Don’t take your ball and say you’re going home
‘Cause on this globe we all must get along
(Make the time)
To let compassion carry the weight of the world
(To remind)
All is not lost to the dogs of war
(What’s yours is mine)
It’s been that way since the dawn of time
(Draw your line)
Draw your line, draw your line in the sand
(Make the time)
To let compassion carry the weight of the world
(To remind)
All is not lost to the dogs of war
(What’s yours is mine)
It’s been that way since the dawn of time
(Draw your line)
Draw your line, draw your line in the sand

INVIA LE CORREZIONI