In Distress

sending out a message i'm in distress
the little devils think that heaven bless them
my eyes are open but i see no solution
we waste our efforts on a mass revolution
i see the trouble and it's lying within
you play the game but you just can't win
i got a book off a dusty shelf
it said you can't change the world 'till you change yourself

i can feel myself changing isn't that what you told her
and i can't hear what you're saying 'cause you're saying it backwards

sending out a message i'm in distress...

tides are turning it's a question of power
people change with the needs of the hour
the situation's blown all out of proportion
the sea of life is in a state of abortion
i see the rupture at the base of the tower
it's gonna crumble like the actors in power
i'd like to talk to you for one more minute
the boat is sinking and we're dying in it

i can feel myself changing isn't that what you told her
and i can't hear what your saying 'cause you're saying it backwards

sending out a message i'm in distress...


From an old song of mine by the same title. I'll have to dig up the old tapes. Seems kind of appropriate now as it was then. To me, anyway.