From the recording Singles
Wrote this during a tumultuous time in society. The ground was rumbling. Remembered old poems about changes, revelations, apocalypses, shifts.
Lyrics
Blood on the ground, the stones are singing
Cry for justice, hear it ringing
Lifted up on eagles' wings above the ridges
What a time this is, you don't wanna miss this
Rise up, children, from your sleep
It's later now than you think
Shaking neath the streets, disrupting business
What a time this is, you don't wanna miss this
Ride the wind that's blowing
Tide of love is flowing
Rising sun is glowing
What a time this is, you don't wanna miss this
Land is littered with wealth and weapons
Thunder rumbles from the heavens
Wonder does it calm or threaten and where the risk is
What a time this is, you don't wanna miss this
Empire’s domination crumbling
The rich go empty, the proud are humbled
The wretched jump while the champions stumble in the ditches
What a time this is, you don't wanna miss this
Ride the wind that's blowing
Tide of love is flowing
Rising sun is glowing
What a time this is, you don't wanna miss this
Why can't things stay as they are?
I made my living working hard
Can’t tell what’s a curse and what’s a privilege
The day is here, all nations arrive
Disputes dissolve, the air is alive
Discord's done; harmony survives the sickness
What a time this is, you don't wanna miss this
Never again train for war
No defenses anymore
Together tend the garden, build the bridges
What a time this is, you don't wanna miss this
Ride the wind that's blowing
Tide of love is flowing
Rising sun is glowing
What a time this is, you don't wanna miss this
What a time this is, you don't wanna miss this
What a time this is
(c) 2020 Dave Nealon