What have they done to the birds and the bees?
Cradle was dropped, the nest make believe
And they're selling their souls for the purpose of losing it all.
What have they done to the cracks in the walls?
The world has been painted to cover it all
And everyone's afraid to admit that they're getting old.
Oh my Lord, I'm told
What have they done to the revolution?
They call it a war and claimed it was useless
The voice of the ages will never be heard quite the same.
What have the done to the innocent mind?
They spoiled and twisted the truth into lies
And all of the peace lovers are having to draw up their swords.
Oh my Lord, I'm torn
If I'm going crazy, then crazy is just that I'm born
What have they done to Jesus' life?
They're making it cruel, say it's a lie.
They still ask for His peace cause they feel inside.
What have they done with the 2000 years?
Made history into a faithful fear
The cracks don't expire just 'cause the surface is dry.
Oh my Lord, I'm tired
If I'm going crazy, then crazy is just my desire
If I'm going crazy, then crazy is just what I've seen
If I'm going crazy, then crazy is just in between
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