Don’t let yourself go up in flames
Don’t let your good self turn lame...

For my most beautiful love
I give the prettiest flower...

Immense power is in our hands
Killing each other with words of hate...

Troubles arising
New woes surprising...

Pain and suffering the cause
Wrapping in the joy with the thickest gauze...

The cry comes out
So much fear, so much doubt...

I think the world is great
All this worry, all this hate...

Try to look after one another
We know the chances are slim...

The light shines
My heart pines...

Stooping
Standing...

How are you doing fair stranger?
As you lie so still...

My tie is skewed, my shirt is out
Strutting around, messing about...