In the smallest of hours a thought pulled me out
Of perfect, numbing, ordinary dreams
It pulled me from the deep
Restless, a pressure and tension had grown
A question of purpose shook my heart of stone:
What if after all of this, my life should come up short in the final scales?
Should I wait for time to tell?
For the longing and sorrow I know to be true -
What have I offered but the portion of fools?
Detached; indifferent; and safe behind this jaded heart of mine.
Dear Lord, what happened to the time?
(Chorus)
Fear and love at war again
(Today.)
After all, it comes back down to this
For peace
And peace of mind
For mothers and fathers and all they hold dear
For children covered up under constant fear
Shall I fold hope from corner to corner and lay it in their hands?
And say, "Be at peace and on your way
Of perfect, numbing, ordinary dreams
It pulled me from the deep
Restless, a pressure and tension had grown
A question of purpose shook my heart of stone:
What if after all of this, my life should come up short in the final scales?
Should I wait for time to tell?
For the longing and sorrow I know to be true -
What have I offered but the portion of fools?
Detached; indifferent; and safe behind this jaded heart of mine.
Dear Lord, what happened to the time?
(Chorus)
Fear and love at war again
(Today.)
After all, it comes back down to this
For peace
And peace of mind
For mothers and fathers and all they hold dear
For children covered up under constant fear
Shall I fold hope from corner to corner and lay it in their hands?
And say, "Be at peace and on your way