We write of the past and eternity,
We bridge the gap between gods and man,
We set the pace for the successful,
We work in ways almost impossible to decern;

Where is the love of my life?
Why is she hurting deeply?
Who has attacked her with bitterness and strife?
Who is it that will not let her be?

"We came eating and drinking,
You called us gluttons", he said;
"We also came fasting,
You said we have demons",he said

If only the joy of life could reside in your heart,
If only you could forget the pains of tomorrow,
If only your eyes are opened wide to see,
If only you can see that your words hurt more than an arrow;

We saw the light and brought it to you,
We broke the boundaries of time and space,
We lead the way for both man and spirits,
Yeah, We built pyramids to commune with outer space;

Love is everything but you make light of it,
Your voice is all i desire for my hurting heart to heal,
Your assurance of hope my spirit long desires;
A soft touch of comfort not a hand of steel;

We bring the angels to guide the departed,
We wipe the blood from their bullet wounds,
We give peace to those you have abused,
Yeah, we do so as your mortar resounds;

"I will not die today, in her last breath, she says
There lay she in her lovers arms,
I am coming with you, he says bleeding too,
I'll forever wish that i saved you from harm;

The angels stand and watch wearily,
What more can they do for you?
They have ministered unfailingly,
Endlessly watering i and you.

You can not be lonely where you go,
We shall walk on the streets of paradise,
Away from these bullets and guns,
To a place colored by the beauty in your eyes.

if only the world was as beautiful as the sound of these music,
oh, how peaceful we would be- just how lovely,
if only the expression of heart break in songs makes the pain easier,
singers won't take their own life- yes they'll become happy;

do they sing those words, screaming for help, for help from us?
all we do is dance, reminisce, criticize and fantasize for the satisfaction of our souls;
many have come, many have gone, their carcasses lying in graves,
yeah, some fans cry while others criticize as if mockery is their only goal;

if i was your lover, would you have died on me?
if i was your friend, could i have been of help?
maybe yes, maybe not or maybe you'll still think that dying would set you free;
or maybe yes, maybe not, maybe i would inspire you to make one more living step;

if only love could be as true as the love songs we hear,
we would be watching the sunset with the type of lovers we always desired;
if only, yes if only we had one more chance to make it right,
maybe we would go back to that high school boy or girl whose sincere love we defiled;

i wish that the world is as beautiful as these songs i hear,
i wish that we could all be happy and that our race wouldn't matter;
will there be a day when we will make living less complicated for one another?
so that in the end, when these songs play, our troubles would truly be over.