Listen to my voice
Echoing in the background
Can't you hear its message?
As you walk your common grounds?
Can you see where it is coming from?

A heart's signal which feels neglected
it is message is going forth, unheard
A telegraph of s.o.s sent from this Titanic
A sinking feeling from a heart sinking in quicksand…

Cannot save a light
That you fail to pick...
Through the crowds that are gathering in your city of life…
Are you listening to all who live there?
Are you aware?

Or shall they burn out through neglect...
Candles in the wind failing to resend....
A message that they have tried to direct to you...

Or are you Like Stalin
"The Man Of Steel" whose needs and understanding of the few
were built upon a soul on legs
which were unwilling to bend.