ListenYears ago a poet gave us some words to live by
And people began searchin in the wind
And they later joined together their own voices to cry
When they found from each other that the answer was within
Was it just a mirage or have I gone blind
Was it just bein high, was it ever in my mind
Wasn’t there something that I swore I’d remember
Because I’d keep it in me somewhere
I’m not sure anymore
Then the crowds still assembled cheering figures in gold
Were some of those faces the faces of old
They sang similar music but not the same song
And the prophet this time may have joined in the throng
Love turned to lovin the neighbor’s wife
Hope was a bad joke or else just a lie
And the grass it died green but still got me high
Peace of mankind became peace of mind
Peace of man or peace of mind, I’m not sure anymore
Have I fallen to a trough in time where thought disappears
Or am I past the fall of my idealistic years
Will it be too late to turn back when it’s said to us: You see,
You turned out just the way we always said you would be
Was it just a mirage, was it ever in my mind
Was it just bein high or have I gone blind
Wasn’t there something that I swore I’d remember
Because I’d keep it in me somewhere
I’m not sure anymore, anymore