Here we sit at 2 a. m. wondering once again if we will be here tomorrow, wondering how we can hate each other so much We watch our satellite TV and just when we think we've got the world in our hands, our lives and existence are in danger once more Here we sit in out ignorance, our world is the only one we know and we don't even try to understand those that live on our planet yet outside our world We take no time to stop, to see that the things we value are the very things keeping us all apart with our accusing hypocritical fingers We sit here trying to help where no help is wanted, taking the most precious things that we were trying to preserve The flocks don't know the herd doesn't know but the ones who do, fight like jealous 5 year olds in the sandbox We sit here hoping some praying, some wishing, some longing+loving+hating but it might just be too late now to save anyone so you'd better save yourself sirens in the night facades in the day play the game, keep everything running just as it should instead of living like this could be the last day of your life . . . and this could be the last day . . .......................................... of your life.