Now we are tired of explanations
Exclamations, all the explications
But they still say something
In their rhetorical scream
We all have been
Learners of a dream
(Jung is right)

Can’t be quiet
Can’t be gentle violent
Stop the lies
Let the old world die

Can’t be quiet
Can’t be gentle violent
Stop the lies
Let the new world come

Feelings, all the greetings
Now we are hungry
Hungry for meetings

We and they
Us and them
Peace and love
Love and peace
We are them
They are us
Just take a ride
On the people bus