[[img69111]] Time it was, time it is.
And what a time it is.
A time of innocence,
Shattered confidence.

Long ago, it must be
Before we got HIV
A time for Peace and Love
A time finding your soul.

Not long ago, it must be
Under the tyranny of the clock
Between just waking up
And my first coffee cup.

From ashes to ashes, so it is
I comfort myself with thought.
Tomorrow will be a better day
Is this the guiding light ahead?

Family and friends, so it is
Turn our lives around
A time of renaissance,
A Time of Providence.

The prophets of our time, so it is,
Create a hypnotic delusion.
All I can do is dream,
A critic at best, I am the solution.

I dream of an ideal place.
It has no colors, it has no sex.
There is only one religion,
Countries are not formed yet.

People commute in unison,
No one starves, everyone is well.
Love is of no importance,
Everyone is on an equal plate.

Faces blurred in mankind,
Trying to determine where
You last remember you were alive.
You last remember pain.

For the Paradise Lost those masses have searched
Runs contrary to our Creator,
Who loves to be entertained,
With the spices of individuality:
Pain, Suffering, Starvation, Death