Sad - Jon Anderson

And who are they to know, as they are to achieve it

And who are they to change, when they don’t even know it

An older sign of life upon their heads

And all because they came around and touched you

Like you thought you had

Blew it out into the sky and someone else could even die

As always in their eyes they would be true

And fly right up to you and say that they would always trust in you

Now every night it comes

An older sign of life upon their heads

So when they came around and talked about the way

They treat their children

When they talked about their death and said that

They would sometimes hold out

When they crawled out between the boards alive and

Tried to stretch for air to survive

How were they supposed to be alive at all

So every night it comes

And who are they to know, as they are to achieve it

And who are they to change, when they don’t even know it

An older sign of life upon their heads

How many souls have cried for years

Thank God the angels make them see

And take their souls to liberty

Arise above the way that humans treat their children so, so low

Pushing all the love away

Showing them is this way to live

How are they supposed to be alive

(these are all the children)

Without love how are they supposed to be

(these are all the visions)

Without love (these are all the children)

It’s here in the horrible world

In forces of the time

In the garden of hate

And the forces that lie

It cuts into the vine

Someone gets to bring a change

You can help it in your mind

These are all your children