Safka

Hearing the news ain't like being there
Nothin's like feeling it when it's happening to you
Don't you know that hearing the news makes it easier
Nothing is real unless it's happening to you
Don't you know that, hearing the news ain't like being there
Nothin's like feeling it when it's happening to you
Don't you know that hearing the news makes it easier
Nothing is real unless it's happening to you
And because we don't know
We're trying to understand
And because we don't know
We hurt our fellow man
And because we don't know
We're fitting in the plan
Everybody's hurting
There's a hurt in the land, don't you know, don't you know
Nothin's like feeling it when it's happening to you
Don't you know that hearing the news makes it easier
Nothing is real unless it's happening to you
And because we don't know
We're trying to understand
And because we don't know
We hurt our fellow man
An' because we don't know
We're fitting in the plan
There are people who are living on the death in the land, oh no
Nothin's like feeling it When it's happening to you
Don't you know that hearing the news makes it easier
Nothing is real unless it's happening to you
Here's the farmer
I'll eat what he grows
He knows what it is going down
He knows what he sees
And he sees what he knows
And I know where we'll be when he's gone

Nowhere, sitting on nothing
Of our own creation
Waiting for seasons to change

Nowhere, sitting on nothing
Of our own creation
Waiting for seasons to change

Waiting for seasons to change

There's a chance peace will come in your life please buy one
There's a chance peace will come in your life please buy one

For sometimes when I am feeling as big as the land
With the velvet hill in the small of my back
And my hands are playing the sand

And my feet are swimming in all of the waters
All of the rivers are givers to the ocean
According to plan, according to man
Well sometimes when I am feeling so grand
And I become the world
And the world becomes a man

And my song becomes a part of the river
I cry out to keep me just the way I am
According to plan

According to man, according to plan
According to man, according to plan

Oh there's a chance peace will come
In your life, please buy one
Oh there's a chance peace will come
In your life, please buy one

For sometimes when we have reached the end
With the velvet hill in the small of my backs
And our hands are clutching the sand

Will our blood become a part of the river
All of the rivers are givers to the ocean
According to plan, according to man

There's a chance peace will come in your life please buy one
There's a chance peace will come in your life please buy one
For sometime when we have reached the end
With the velvet hill in the small of my backs
And our hands are clutching the sand

There's a chance peace will come in your life please buy one
There's a chance peace will come in your life please buy one...