NEW CHURCH
I looked around
And what do I see
It will probably
Go down in History
I turn my back
Its a matter of fact
Living the Dream
No Reality
And its too Late
To say your sorry
Somewhere located
In the atmosphere
High above our destination
Ever so far, yet so near
I'v never cared
About making money
Human life
Is much more precious
Greed is often
A conductor of life
Estrangement from pure ideas
I just awoke
From my slumbers
Just in time
To catch the daily news
Put it to the test
With some close inspection
Will I change
My existent views
I heard the same lines
All before
Selling the same
Hope and faith
I wanted a new church
To build a new state
Exorcising ghosts
Of our time.
All words and music by G J Henderson
