So many things I’d like to say to you. So many thoughts in my head. It’s so strange the words just don’t come. Anyhow it’s all been said.. Talk of the ways that we can change the world. Work out the way to right the wrong. But the world won’t change until you change yourself. Then you can write it in a song.. Relations and friends are with you for a while. Wherever you can share time and space. But in the end you wind up all alone. But that’s the hardest one to face. Watching our children take a different road. How can we judge and say they’re wrong?. They may bring some light where only darkness has been. And someday write it in a song. Presidents and kings rule over men. But nobody rules a soul. Every thing you do somehow comes back to you. Everyone must pay the toll. Once again our brothers go marching off to war. Never learning from the past. Makes you wonder if you really have a choice. And how much longer will it last. Repeat first verse...Anyhow it’s all been said.