so many young people screaming
we need peace!
give peace a chance!
where is the peace!?

I look down at them
their bodies moving as
a single entity,
an ocean with a brain

shouts rise like tiny spurts of sea foam
slogan filled signs act the part of waves
and all their angry eyes become the fish
who know little of their home but know
much about living in it

we need peace?
why yes we do
we have it
you have it
your ocean is held together with peace

give peace a chance?
we do
I do
you do
they do
this government you beat your fists against
is just like you
a body fused together
by an agreement of
peaceful brotherhood

where is the peace?
look around
look at the world
look at yourself
there is peace
there is the peace
and without that peace
you couldn’t even say there wasn’t any
in the first place

peace is all around us
it’s in the air we breath,
in the water we drink,
in the words we speak.

this world is one giant experiment in the way
peace can manifest itself

but the ocean rages on against the boat
it has chosen to blame the sinking of the
S.S. Peace

down there
so many young people screaming
we need peace!
give peace a chance!
where is the peace!?

and I sit here with the answers in my head
knowing they don’t want to hear them