Capo 1st fret
Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
There will be droughts and days inundated
Unveilings free from saturation
Departures raised with no masquerading.
There will be teachers that die by their own hand
Pundits that push headlong for atonement
Friends and followers devoted to living.
There will be watchers that plot from in confines
And those committed to society's circles
Unwary cogs with no cadence or virtue.
There will be right, there will be wrong.
Drop of the hat and its already started.
Just like that and the deed is done.
What I'd give for that hat to be medicine.
The time is now to be on the run.
There will be machinations unforeseen
Sleepwalking sense from a bad dream
No promenade walk in the parkway.
There will be catchwordsfilled with infection
circulars to prop up occasion
A golden mean to guide the footsteps.
There will be levels on high hills that appraise
there will be unchanging certainties
barometers that follow the stampede.
There will be right, there will be wrong.