Home

Money is not of the value
Love is not the right feeling
What is left for such poeple
Who know why they are living?

Dust and darkness's all around us
And the world is coming to the end
But we're still looking for the happiness
Knowing not what's awaiting ahead

Maybe we're some pessimistic
But we're seeking for gold in dust
And such people being realistic
Weren't tryin' to get out of this past

There above your head
There aside your heart
Where you belong
Where real home.

Listen through the sound
Look through the light
Hear through the words
Seem too hard
Don't miss your chance
Stand just tonight
Change all your thoughts
And ...(?)

All people have good chances
You just need to hope in your heart
Truth, compassion, tolerance
Will become your soul spry

And everything turn white
And everything turn right
The universe becomes absolutely kind