The Voice Of Protest by Donovan
The human race is sleeping, half of us are weeping
Ignorance is creeping, darkening our way
No teacher is teaching, no plan is far reaching
The Hawks of Greed are screeching, poisoning our day.
As 'round and 'round and 'round we go
The seeds of misery we sow
'Round and 'round and down we go
Your leader is lost and we don't know.
Brother, sister aching, fear and mistrust making
Giving nought, all taking, emptying the heart
The pain of not giving, pretending we're living
No one ever forgiving the drama of the dead.
As 'round and 'round and 'round we go
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