The Good Word

 

 

Iíd like to burst in the room / and shout "Brothers and Sisters, good news!"

But there ainít been none today / leastwise thereís been none to come my way

And my small circle of friends seems to shimmer and shrug their shoulders

I guess thatís natureís way

But thereís a fire thatís burning / and itís not just in my heart

Itís looking for a place to start

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So have you heard? / tell me something / tell me whatís the good word?

 

I was dreaming last night that Mr. Charlieís old neighborhoodís gone

Bring all the black children and the white oneís along

But the god who was writing the tune turned out too hip for the room

She took her pen and moved to Germany

Each night I read the papers / to see whoís been set free

I light a candle / and hope the museíll find her way by me

 

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Since the virus hit town well the pain never ends

The rumorís around that you canít even sleep with your friends

Just canít trust Ďem no more / donít know where they go when they walk out the door

Fact of the matter is you couldnít really trust them before

You didnít ask / you donít like keeping score

Meanwhile thereís doctors and cures / kept on ice well out of the way

Theyíre looking for a raise in price before they save the day

 

But thereís a fire thatís burning and itís not just in my heart

Itís looking for a place to start

 

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© Greg Alexander

 

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