On a television screen Visions of hatred [Unrest] and [deceed]
A man lashes out With his fist full of anger So caught up in his own belies
The revolution we televise This time around It will be bought in [***]
Don’t switch it off, don’t shut it out The truth can hurt But now it must be told
Mighty forces lying Victims dying Mothers crying in the street
They won’t stop lying We won’t stop trying We have to live a life of peace
In this world Will you take the hand of your fellow man In this world Only you believe what your eyes can see In this world Will you take the hand of your fellow man In this world Only you believe what your eyes can see In this world This world
I shut things out on a busy stream Chaos, destruction and despair
All crowd gather there full of hate Fear for a world that doesn’t care
There’s refugees, they’re the same as me But just ahead in a future time
The difference is they are [worn and ***] And never left their shores like mine
Mighty forces lying Victims dying Mothers crying in the street
They won’t stop lying We won’t stop trying We have to live a life of peace
In this world Will you take the hand of your fellow man In this world Only you believe what your eyes can see In this world Time to stand and fight if you believe it’s right In this world Will you take the hand of your fellow man In this world
There’s a story talked about The [***] will find a bare way
Weakened [some] and mighty force Together strong will reach a brighter day
Now if you can see How it’s meant to be There’s a price to pay For a better day No more lying No more crying We have to live a life of peace
In this world Time to stand and fight if you believe it’s right In this world Come and take the hand of your fellow man In this world
This world (7x)
Compositores: Tyrone Diallo Palmer, Orde Meikle, Andrew Gillespie, Dave Clarke, Stuart Mcmillan ECAD: Obra #5503895