Yellow Bells

if it were up to me things would be better,

no more crying on your sweater,

wed be in paradise,

however you define it. are you pious? is it tropical?

hows the weather in the homeland? i hear its warmer than this east coast,

where were still fighting for the freedom to fight for something worth fighting for.

were only children, but that doesnt that were too young to dream.

weve only so much time before we turn 18.

wed live the good life then, if it were up to me

you never chose to live this way, you just grew older everyday.

you took your time. you kept your place, but demons took your love away.

we were only children, but that didnt mean we had no right to dream.

our lives decided before we could turn 18.

youd have lived a different life, it it were up to me.

the life you lived was not your choice, but they need hero, yes they needed a voice.

the life they gave is what you chose, you did your best, our hearts all rose.

and soon the cancer in your veins will take you home..

yellow ribbons on the trees,

yellow clothes on every yellow human being.

yellow bells will ring as yellow voices sing.