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