Stages

I've seen more faces then I've ever wanted to see
It's not that I don't like them, it's the people underneath
They tell you lies, like the world's alright, it's just a conspiracy
Hate to tell you brother, but since you were cut from your mother, your life's a travesty
I felt the south wind changing and the north begin to rise
The chill and cold, cut right through my bone, but the terror in her eyes
I knew we were done, I knew we were dead, it was time for us to go inside
Turn on the news, and watch the views, of people living out their lives

Denial is not the answer
Anger is not the answer
Bargaining is not the answer
Sadness is not the answer

Once I heard about a four fingered player and some hippies running round in vans
Tune in, drop out, and learn all about, the world staring at your hand
Peace and love, if there's gods up above, I wonder if they'll join my band
We go to pleasant point, light up a joint, watch the footprints in the sand

Denial is not the answer
Anger is not the answer
Bargaining is not the answer
Sadness is not the answer

I taste blood in my mouth, as I worry all about, the future of this promised land
Will it last forty-five more presidents, or have we made our final stand
Taste the static, the rains gonna come, smell the thunder in the air
Helter Skelter, time for shelter, I wonder if we'll learn to share