And Another Thing 04/27/99
(in memory of the children)

Maybe we pushed just a little too hard
forgetting about the basics while we run,
rat racing around for senseless things
while the youth lie without guidance,
then enter once peaceful schools
and empty their heads into the clips of their guns.

Maybe we are all to blame
for this capitalistic mask of shame,
as lives and families fall apart
reflected by an electronic world of surrealistic art.
Through the heart is how one should see,
as horrific mysteries make us weak
and force us down on our knees...
how did it get so bleak?

When did we stop paying attention?
Did we become slaves to our own invention?
And now that we can no longer look in the other direction,
can we finally put an end to this bloody chain reaction?

Maybe somewhere outside in space
there is a force of amazing grace
that watches closely, loves us and waits
for that perfect moment to intervene...
Thinking, "almost, but not just yet,
a few more examples before they will see,
how to become clean of their hatred machines."

For me there's not much left to do
than to provide the world with yet another clue,
that it isn't about me and you anymore
so peace to all those who love freely and adore.
I hope that now, we'll all remain aware
that it's time to cross all the boundaries
and show each other that we still know how to care.