Another morning rolls around the world my way

Another morning rolls around the world my way

And it’s just another day – alone inside my head

In millions of busy homes – puppet strings for bones

Up & in the shower – working for wrong wings of power

Oh, Lord, there ain’t no end – they’d rather kill instead

Planes, trains, surgical wires, radio waves, dogma slave

Rivers run, race w/ winds of change – true leaders emerge

We’re at peace – it’s no miracle – you look at me as a friend

It’s just that simple ..  “Empty arms,” in the Baltimore Sun

Our faces settle in the neon lights – reflected in liquid night

You don’t have to go home – it’s safe – it’s no miracle – no, no.

No-one uses force  - we never hurt anybody around here –

It ain’t no miracle – we all see the devil – we’re at peace –

It’s that simple, “Empty arms,” reports the Baltimore Sun

We’re all accounted for tonite – everyone is feelin’ all right

We’re all accounted for tonite – everybody is feelin’ all right

We’re all accounted for tonite – everybody is feelin’ all right

J. Conte` JR