When the World Makes More Sense

No cars on the highway No planes in the sky Outside my window No one passing by It's self-isolation In self-defense Brother, I'll see you When the world makes more sense Selfish cruelty Is the language of fear It's warped and it's rotten Beneath the veneer They stand up their wall And they sit on the fence Brother, I'll see you When the world makes more sense The birds sing their chorus To heal, reconcile We'll learn their secrets If we listen a while We'll all save each other Or let panic condense Brother, I'll see you When the world makes more sense Brother, I'll see you When the world makes more sense