Before These Crowded Streets

Don't drink the water here Come out, come out, no use in hiding Come now, come now, can you not see? There's no place here, what were you expecting? No room for both, just room for me So you will lay your arms down Yes I will call this home Away, awa

Silence is poetry Fire The sun is well asleep The moon is high above Fire grows from the east And how is this Hate so deep Lead us all so blindly killing killing Fools are we If hate's the gate to peace This is the last stop War The only way to Peace