Brotherhood of Man - Circa

Brotherhood of man fighting for turf

Each his own vision of peace on earth

Never seem to ever reach a common ground

Two sides with two truths to be found

No turning back from the lines in the sand

Quoting the words from the book in the hand

Driven by the need to do what’s right

Each with his own stake in the fight

No end in sight it’s just begun

It’s Mr. Poe’s story come undone

Where are the prophets of peace and love?

Where are the signs from above?

Driven by the need to do what’s right

Each with his own stake in the fight

With no end in sight it’s just begun

It’s Mr. Poe’s story come undone

Where are the prophets of peace and love?

Where are the signs from above?

No end in sight it’s just begun

It’s Mr. Poe’s story come undone

Where are the prophets of peace and love?

Where are the signs from above?

Wondering what’s to come…

Wondering what will be…

Where does it start and where does it end?

Lost for a meaning for it all

When does it end?

New sun rise, New star shine over the world

New day dawning, new ways of embracing our world

Our world

The truth is in forgiving

Forgiving what we don’t understand

Don’t understand

Brotherhood of man fighting over and over again

New sun rise…

For all the wars we wage we’ll never see it end

New star shine over the world…

The brotherhood of man fighting over and over and again

New day dawning…

For all the wars we wage we’ll never see it end

Ways of embracing our world

Brotherhood of man fighting over and over and over

Our World

The truth is in forgiving, we don’t understand

The Brotherhood of man

The truth is in forgiving

For all the wars we wage fighting over and over

We don’t understand

The Brotherhood of man

The truth is in forgiving

We don’t understand

The Brotherhood of man

The truth is in forgiving

For all the wars we wage fighting over and over

We don’t understand

The Brotherhood of man