STILLS, Stephen

For What It's Worth

There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side
It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away
We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

Helplessly hoping

Her harlequin hovers nearby

awaiting a word

Gasping at glimpses

of gentle true spirit

he runs,

wishing he could fly

Only to trip at the sound of good-bye

Wordlessly watching

he waits by the window

and wonders

At the empty place inside

Heartlessly helping himself to her bad dreams

he worries

Did he hear a good-bye? Or even hello?

They are one person

They are two alone

They are three together

They are for each other

Stand by the stairway

You'll see something

certain to tell you confusion has its cost

Love isn’t lying

it's loose in a lady who lingers

Saying she is lost,

And choking on hello

They are one person

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