Oh! You pretty things

have you been to the places where i hide the sleet and snow?

where i hide the hail and frost, and save them for winter months?

do you know the origin of light? or where the darkness lives?

and can you lead them home? could you do it on your own?

you try to prove that you’re innocent, while accusing the world of injustice

with your powerful arms and your thundering words.

but your voice cannot be compared with mine

and your anger will be repaired in time

throw down your pride

and retreat from the war.

retreat, retreat from the dust of war.

you cannot rearrange the stars.

you can’t order clouds to form

or make the lightning crash.

have you listened for wisdom in silence?

do you repay kindness with violence?

does your anger curse you or can you walk away?

do you think your position is important?

are you greater than those who have fallen?

can you change your mind?

can you change your ways?

don’t try to prove that you’re innocent and accuse the world of injustice

with your powerful arms and your thundering words

your voice cannot be compared with mine

and your anger will be repaired in time

throw down your pride

and retreat from the war

retreat, retreat from the dust of war

you cannot rearrange the stars

you can’t order clouds to form

or make the lightning crash.

mmm.