The world waits for you
The world waits for you
Is my heart full of poison because I decide my own fate?
Is the clock full of ego because it tells you how late it’s getting?

The world works for peace
The world works for peace
In your hometowns and cities, you’d see there’s much to be done
But your own four walls are so comfortable
And fun to die in

The world waits for none

I once ran through fields of technicolor green searching for gold
Then they told me how much gold it takes to keep the fields green
And I gave what I had and it wasn’t enough
So the black bulldozers tore my field up
And millers stole the grist

Stealing sodas since the day we were born
Blind to the new bite the pop’s taken on, so numbing
Will we ever live our lives, right or wrong
It’s better than airing our frustrations in the coldest dawn

The boys search for home
The boys search for home
If there’s one to be had in the places where they stay
Are they trusting enough to see it in that way and respect it?

The home stands alone
The home stands alone
And the place in the hills sleeps among the waves of grain
And I thought I was worthy to sing its sweet refrain
Left the monitors on, so the world well knew
All the powerful numbers two dear close friends could do
But did nothing at all
The world’s waiting