Wipe those tears from your eyes,
The sun brings shelter from the night,
Little time to waste,
In a world like this one,
You’re raising the ashes again over nothing new,
Have you got it all now, hey!!!!
When nothing is ever enough for you
When the tap runs dry,
When the cupboards are empty,
Who will be there, what will be there for you?
And its sure getting quiet around here,
You know I don’t think many species will be spared,
But I do hope that you will come again,
Because I thought you cared, yeah, I thought you cared.
Anthony C Keen © 2010