DEDICATED

(SPOKEN)
The earth will tramble and the sea will roare
They値l become one, for once more
There値l be no man to plough the earth
For man to sail, there値l be no shore
There値l be no woman to give the birth
to blue eyed sons and darling young ones
I look up, and wait
for the Man to come around
There are no stone walls
Around this prison of mine
And there no steal bars to hide the sun
must be I知 getting old

There痴 a sunny sky right above my head
but what I see is black instead
Must be I知 getting blind

The drums will sound on the empty field
There値l be no one to raise the shield
Fixing problems with guns and lead
Waiting for the man to raise the dead
I値l wait
For the man to come around

There痴 no sound up in the sky
But I hear the four riders,
Riding hard
Must be I知 getting deaf

So, I raised my hand
To say a word
But I guess I値l never be heard
Reckon, I must be the fool

The trumpet will sound for the final score
The ears to hear will be no more
The heaven and hell will be one again
The hand will reach out for the hand
Truth will be spread through out the land
I値l wait
The man will come around