‘Well, I wrote this song on New Year’s Eve / Thinking of days gone by / Dreaming of all good things to come / Singing that Auld Lang Syne / I hope this year won’t be like the last / I hope that my money will hold / I hope that the days won’t go by too fast / I hope that my good gal will show … I hope I can be some use to this world / I won’t be too prideful to try / Realize that sometimes it only takes one / To make a difference in another one’s life / I hope I can find the courage to speak / When there’s something that needs being said / And I hope that my words will not tear us apart / But to bring people closer instead … I hope all this useless killing will stop / I hope that the hatred will slow / I hope there’s a calm come over the hand / Of the one’s who have anger to show / I hope that the families displaced by war / Find a country so brave and so bold / To let down their guards and open their arms / To the one’s who have nowhere to go … I hope that the raging flood waters subside / and it rains on dry mountains and fiery hillsides / That the winds of change blow swift through our hearts / And we’ll lay down our weapons, not fire the first shot / that the one’s who march brave on the streets arm-in-arm / And their stories be told, and their causes live on / And we’ll right all our wrongs, put an end to our war / and we’ll reach for compassion till there’s bloodshed no more / And we teach every child so they might rise above / and the power means nothing in a world without love … Don’t you see? / Don’t you see? / Don’t you see?’
(New Year’s Eve – Joe Purdy)
1 Joe Purdy – Who Will Be Next?
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