And the time will soon comeWhen we will not be friends at allIf you've been planning on a quiet lifeWith a little more promise of moneyWell I've got some real bad news for youThere's an ill wind that's wheelin'It's an air of greed that darkens the skySo soon the moon won't be seenIt's the water of poison that drowns our riversMaking all life in them bleedTell me, have we grown too old for sin?For any love, for any love to breatheThose dreams are not those of mineFor any love, for any love to breatheThose dreams are not those of mineIt's so hard to give your trust these daysI believe in any one thingWhen your hope is brokenIt's sufficient for all of the election promises that you gaveBut we die inside as we try to surviveOn a world wired up to explodeTell me, have we grown too old for sin?For any love, for any love to breatheThose dreams are not those of mineFor any love, for any love to breatheThose dreams are not those of mineFor any love, for any love to breatheAnd the time will soon comeWe will have no choice but to change our waysAnd the time will come to come aliveAnd the time will come to come aliveAnd the time will come to come aliveAnd the time will come to come aliveAnd the time will come to come aliveThose dreams are not those of mineFor any love, for any love to breatheThose dreams are not those of mineFor any love, for any love to breatheThose dreams are not those of mineFor any love, for any love to breathe