Seen from a height of a thousand miles the earth looks like the same as it did
How is it we can fly faster than day but we can find the things we need
Young man said the old man
Let the youth in your heart be at rest
We may all be dead in a year or a day
When the devil is put to the test
The day of creation was our finest hour, it's something that we ought to defend
But it's been so abused since the first day of light that no glory can come in the end
Young man cried the old man
There is victory in staying alive
And if you care so little far the world we're in
Why and what do you want to survive
Can't we try, let the past go by, with it's lessons firmly settled in our minds
To our children one by one and before the darkness comes let us leave a world full of light of a different kind
In truth they should meet and with love their hearts should beat
And with patience solve the problems of our time
