This one and this one and that one Destroying all that's won A few amongst the many And many amongst the few Some say all's well in Jerusalem Some say we fell off the road again Gentle world lost to the pendulum Swing high (swing high) Swing low (swing low) Let the gentle touch return The same song but redone In the junkyards, in the slum Feed the thirst that's overwhelming And maybe, most definitely The changeling's being born As we speak it's being torn From the sins of our fathers Some say heaven is in the air that we breathe We contain the spark of the divine when we weep For our brothers And break me or move me Oh but for God's sake just allude to a slither of hope (slither of hope) And rise just take us from these prison walls that broke us It's the end of the road (It's the end of the road) Or the beginning of something new Some say there's hope amongst the worst of us But I must be blind, my ears hurt for the endless repeats From the dimming sun to the warring winds Search endlessly and be free Don't let it be Don't, don't, don't let it be Don't, don't Cos it's this one and this one and that one Grow slowly, you will see Change amongst the many The same song but redone Familiar as it is Don't let it be Some say Hell is just a symbol of despair In the junkyard and slums, it's the weakest that needs care Don't let it be Don't, don't, don't let it be Don't let it be Don't, don't, don't let it be Don't let it be