Hey do you hear me call your name
Everything’s the same
As you play your childish game
Of fear and greed and shame
With self absorbed acclaim
And you never are to blame.

So – what do you really know
Just things you’re told are so
They hope you won’t outgrow
The mind control we undergo
So you won’t overthrow
Their precious status quo.

Now - perhaps the tide has turned
As social class adjourns
A million minds discern
A billion souls will yearn
For peace that we all burn
Maybe then you’ll learn.

When the tide has turned
A billion souls will yearn
For peace that we all burn
Maybe then we’ll learn

Maybe then we’ll learn
Maybe then you’ll learn.