Rocking Chairs. Hate And Love Revisited. The Soul Of A Man. Zeneszám

Send your message out, mister drum major
Keep on beatin' hard
In search of stolen rights,
Dim out all the lights
Just to win the dark

For all the seed you sow,
Reaper's harvest grows
With a righteous mind
Whenever it is pain, your voice will ring again
More and more each time

Pray for the ones left in the cold
Talk to the young, talk to the old
Simple words will make us understand

Just because the soul of a man
Never lives his life in vain
Let's pray for the soul of a man
Standin'in the crossfire

You don't talk so much,
But I know that you've got
A lotta things to say
Justice was a dream and the road's
Still long it seems
Miles and miles away

And towers crumble down,
The wheels are spinnin' round
But you will never fail
'Cause the message will be sent,
So let's all raise our hands
In a peace sign, yeah

Pray for the ones left in the cold
Talk to the young, talk to the old
Simple words will make us understand

Just because the soul of a man
Never lives his life in vain
Let's pray for the soul of a man
Standin'in the crossfire