Has our conscience shown
Has the sweet breeze blown
Has all the kindness gone
Hope still lingers on.
I drink myself of newfound pity
Sitting alone in New York City
And I don't know why.

Are we listening
hymns of offering
Have we eyes to see
Love is gathering
All the words that I've been reading
Have now started the act of bleeding
Into one. Into one.

So I walk upon high
And I step to the edge
To see my world below.
And I laugh at myself
As the tears roll down.
'Cause it's the world I know.
It's the world I know.