Lyrics

Oh, no matter how I try to get the things I think I need,
I can sail the seas and win the lotteries
But, still, I know I would not feel peace.
Oh, no matter what I try to do to even up the score,
With the greatest care if I could make it fair,
Still I know I'd be wanting more.

Seems like the way life is set, you take what you can get,
You either eat or you are eaten.
If you struggle and survive, eventually you'll die.
For this is no Garden of Eden.

What if this all was a dream that we all have agreed to become?
And we've all turned away from our seeing our face in everyone.
Like a prodigal son who has been on the run all alone.
And we think love is gone, but it's just waiting for us to come home,
To come home.

Oh, everywhere I look there are reflections of me;
The guilt and misery, ugliness and greed
Everywhere in the world I see.
Oh, now that I have had a glimpse of the light,
The hate I used to see, that was outside of me,
Helped me believe that I was right.

Seems as if another's hate is threatening my fate,
But only if we're separated.
Hate is just a call for Love--it's not what we're made of,
We just forget we're consecrated.

What if this all was a dream that we all have agreed to become?
And we've all turned away from our seeing the grace in everyone.
Like a prodigal son who has been on the run all alone.
And we think love is gone, but it's just waiting for us to come home,
To come home.