I wish people would be kind
I wish the weight of our words
Would weigh more heavily on our ways
But people take and people say
Human discourse has been unsafe
I wish people would be kind
But talk is cheap and flesh is cheap
And anger is becoming
Currency these days
:chorus:
Hands have been dealt
Where cards have spilt
Like empires that have fallen before
And when the earth is flooded
We must not turn away
More than a kind remembrance
We have to leave a flame