Eighty Years From Now

Eighty years from now
I might be looking back
And wondering just how
My life became a wreck.

But not because of me
It’s the world to blame
I think we can agree
It is the world’s shame.

Don’t say I didn’t warn you
Our fears have all come true
The world must be reborn, too
It’s what me must go through.

The place to start is inside us
The place is in our heart
The place we find will bring us peace
The knowledge we impart.

So heed my tale, it’s not yours to ignore
We can’t just live life, we must end war
The time has come to look inside
To save this world, I’ll be your guide.

Your burdens lay upon my head
Your life is always filled with dread.
It’s not too late to save the dead

Roger D. Linder: Golden Fingers - Lost Songs
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