The World I Know

Has our conscience shown?

Has the sweet breeze blown?

Has all kindness gone?

Hope still lingers on.

I dream myself of newfound pity,

Sit alone in New York City and I don't know why



Are we listening,

To hymns of offering?

Have we the eyes to see?

Love is gathering.

All the words that I've been reading,

Have now started the act; I'm bleeding into one.



So I walk up on high,

And I step to the edge

To see my world below.

And I laugh at myself

While the tears roll down

'cause it's a world I know

Oh it's a world I know.

Know, the world I know.