Flawed men With the world in our hands The future at our command Blind to all we don't understand Flawed men Addicts of the boom and bust Caught between our shame and lust All is gold or all is dust If you see us with our heads bowed you wonder Is it in prayer? Or despair? We control what is allowed 'though that's neither wise nor fair When we're so prone to dreams and so prey to nightmares Protectors Preachers Terrorisers Teachers Flawed men all Flawed men all Worriers Warriors Waverers Warfarers Building to dark release Oh have mercy on the likes of she who seeks peace Only peace Flawed men all Flawed men all Flawed men all