There's a moral to this story
But I dont know what's the story
Maybe I should write it down
Some-they read it in the paper
Others found it in a book
Me-I never looked for nothing
So I don't know where to look
Should I start from the begining
coz they always tought me so
But I never learn my lesson
If You do
Pleas let me know
Maybe then I'll find the meaning
Of the justice gained by war
Coz it does'nt make much sence now
All our cemeteries full...
Why should we stay broken hearted
When nobody seems to care
There's no cure for narrowmindness
It's the safest way to live
Everybody's got a story , everybody's got a voice
Just that no one seems to listen
Everybody makes their choice
Some think violence is the answear
To the problems of this world
I just hope it'll rain tomorrow
But my hopes are never heared...