Liars of us All

(C) 2020 David John Stevens

The sun won’t rise in the east

The sun won’t set in the west

Twinkling stars won’t shine at night

As I lay me down to rest

The winds won’t blow the answers around

Little kids laughter won’t make any sound

Birds on the branches won’t sing and call

And this broke down earth will make liars of us all

Because what we once said was true won’t be anymore

If we keep on doing the same things we’ve been doing before.

Because the oceans will rise and the mountains will fall,

the cities will be drowned alive by it all

No soothing words or slight of hand will stop the falling grains of sand.

Your votes won’t mean a thing,

Words will lose their meaning,

The truth will be a changing

Always rearranging

But registers will ring, ring up another sale,

in the crowded halls and lobbies of the nations’ capitals.

Votes bought and sold,

Business as usual

And the price of politics will make liars of us all.

What we once said was true won’t be anymore

If we keep on doing the same things we’ve been doing before.

Because the oceans will rise and the mountains will fall,

the cities will be drowned alive by it all

No soothing words or slight of hand will stop the falling grains of sand.

Liars of us all, liars of us all from the valleys down low to the mountains so tall.

Birds in the branches won’t sing and call

And this broke down earth will make liars of us all

And this broke down earth will make liars of us all