No morning songs to greet my wearied ears,

No morning light to caress my sleep-pained eyes.

But this hope I’ve carried through the years

Will not fade beneath the shadowed skies.

 

The world revolves ’round hopelessness and lies.

We say we’re safe although someone out there bleeds.

Though there’s pain, I won’t lay down to die;

I rise up to help someone who needs.

 

I look around, but it’s like we’re all asleep;

Our selfishness white-washes our neglect.

And this hope is buried in a heap

While our sins leave lives of children wrecked.

 

I wake ‘neath ocean’s waves

To greet a brand new day

And say, “Hello,”

And say, “I’m told

I cannot be the change.”

 

No morning songs will greet my wearied ears,

No morning light will caress my sleep-pained eyes.

But this hope I’ve carried through the years

Does not fade beneath despair and lies!

 

I’ll be the change that no one wants to see,

Break though the dream of fake reality.

I’ll plot the course to learn what I can be

And greet the day to create a world of liberty!