Seedlings

We used to talk like we were listening
We used to make eachother proud
But now our voices keep repeating
And i can’t hear your words beneath the sound
We used to pray like we were children
We swore we’d see our seedlings grow
But now our fingers turn to digging
Trying to uproot what the other sows

There must be a way out of this world
There must be a way out of this world
There must be a way out of this world
Therе must be a way out of this world

You told me we arе all God’s children
You told me God was on our side
But then I saw the broken bodies
Underneath our boots as you kept in stride

There must be a way out of this world
There must be a way out of this world
There must be a way out of this world
There must be a way out of this world

Just a few more weary lingering days and then
I’ll fly away
Into a world of endless joy
With eyes wiped free from tears
I’ll fly away

There must be a way out of this world