missles aimed at enemies while submarines patrol the seas
children pray on bended knees but they never hold the keys
will he ever hear our pleas to unlock the mysteries?
we can play upon the sea but we're never really free
social forces rule, they send us off to school
to learn to live in slavery and die just like a fool
we never get the chance to take full control
the violence of time, babylon takes it's toll
but it is a noble concept, this desire to live free
is freedom something you or i will ever see?
but instead of having any fun with herbs, music, life and sun
forced back then to take the gun, lie and cheat, hide and run
i was innocent no more, my brothers murdered by the score
they didn't know what they died for, no one's ever stopped world war
while holding onto tradition and ringing liberty bells
heathen rulers sign petitions sending us to hell
only the violence of time will tell
old age hit, i was forty-one, i can't repair the damage done
skin burned up by the sun, lower back pain, not much fun
i had hoped science told the truth, nectar from fountains of youth
i always thought it strange that their truth always changed
while pretending to be sane though they are all quite deranged
these doctors cannot explain why they can't relieve my pain
all they do is lie about how they make the rain
presumtuous about the violence of time
does ignorance hold me at bay? will depression stay away?
do i have assurances to live another day?
on that final day i'll admit i've had an education
but did i find any love, did i practice toleration?
what did i ever do to heal the starving nations?
did i ever bow my head to the lord of all creation?
his many holy names are truely a sensation
when sung aloud to mystic tones or whispered in meditation
he's the player of the song, he's the keeper of his word
the teacher of the heart who gives eternal life
he's the one to hear explain the violence of time
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