I can't quiet my head of the sounds of time rolling by
From the winding years to the rivers of tears shed for all we lost on our way
There is a season for all to unfold
And even peace can be ours, we are told
I see every stranger a whole world as it stands
And I will not seek to understand drawing blood for different hands
There is a season for all to unfold
And even peace can be ours, we are told
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do
There is a season for all to unfold
And even peace can be ours, we are told
Peace and understanding
Hope is not a wasted way to live
I can't quiet my head of the sounds of time rolling by
From the winding years to the rivers of tears shed for all we lost on our way
There is a season for all to unfold
And even peace can be ours, we are told
And even peace can be ours, we are told