We know not to do it: judging a book By how attractive its cover might look.
The meek will inherit the Earth. Perhaps But only after all those other chaps Are done with their fun There's work to be done We'll clear up the mess after the collapse
It's time for us to change this world. It's time we all were trying. For I'd rather see kids protesting Than watch them slowly dying.
If our path is hard to find We must choose the way most kind
I wish that I could make you see How worthy you are already to me