Needless to say, I won't go. I will be dead in the ground Before the show, terrified and strange. Still I will believe in the power to change. Say what You will, What You'll say Probably won't change my feelings anyway. Things will feel the same. Still I will believe in the power to change. I remember now the why and how - The idea and the firebrand. From sludge of sea to scourge of land. You see, We once were the same As the beasts and the rain And the earth and the cane And the ocean sleeping. And life was as strange As the wet on the rain And the sweet on the cane And the creatures creeping. Till along one day someone Found a way to keep famine at bay, They stored and hoarded. Their numbers grew and the idea, too, Till none really knew how they lived before it. And the idea spread Till the Others were dead And philosophers said We need a savior. But the answer was there In the snake and the bear, In the animal stare, In our own behavior. We are alone and estranged. I hope we have the power to change. Must I admit, must I say Everything that must be done To turn away? Admit You are insane, Then You might believe in the power to change. People, it's done. Let's let go. We have been striving too long To die so, It's well within Our range. Still, We must believe in the power to change.