We'll be right back.
The way is like a lily
Clothed beautiful by nobody
The way is like the rain that falls
And war is all regardless
The way is like a lily
Like the sun that rises
Upon enemies and others
Oh
Kindness is sort of stone
Oh
Violence is heavy love to pay
And I'll pay for everything I take
And I'll destroy everything I make
And I use the measures and weights
Of stolen days
The signs shifted
The way is like a little seed
Lost in dirt of becoming
The way is like a tree
Roosting birds singing
The way is like a woman
Knees are bred with her two hands
The way is like a woman
Ways like the child who is
Unseen midst the arrow's flame
Oh, kindness is so discerning
Oh, violence is heavy load to pay
And someone pays for everything I break
And the Roman peace blows up in Rome's face
And now I'm all around a futile waste
While mercy waits
Dear God, I'm sorry
Dear ones, may there come a day
And may the day be real
When the gentle shall raise their hands
And the proud will kneel
Dear ones, may there come a day

And all the day is real
When the gentle shall wipe the tears
Of the proud on even soil
Oh, kindness is so discerning
And the son of a stone
Oh, violence is heavy load to pay
And mercy breathes like wild horses
Upon a thousand hills but no fences
And law is a thief who takes no chances
Blocks itself in a room
with his treasures since watching his cctv cameras and this here is hell as we built it
and this here is a shell of the real thing and this is your room