The love after the hate
The love we leave too late
The love after the hate
The love we leave too late
I wish we'd wake up one day - an' everyone feel moved
But we're caught up in the dailies and an ever changing mood
Evil turns to statues
and masses form a line
But I know which way I'd run to if the choice was mine
The past is knowledge
the present our mistake
And the future we always leave too late
I wish we'd come to our senses and see there is no truth
In those who promote the confusion for this ever changing mood