Utopia

Utopia:

in a world of love and
in a world of love and hate
I could cry a million tears

‘bout the things that go wrong
and ‘bout the people who are bad
I could cry a thousand years

but is there hope, that there’ll be changes
will man get it’s acts complete
there’ll be no lack of solutions?
and the people will be redeemed

no ship that sails to Utopia
no signposts tell the proper way
you’ll sure get lost in mud and clay
is it an inaccessible way?

indeed it is a long way
a long way to Utopia
which gate is it, you must stride through?

it is a long, a long way
a long way to Utopia
where are the walls, you must break through?

there’s no bus stop, no conductor
there’s no airport and no plane
there is no harbour and no landing
there’s no station and no train

[it’s a long way to Utopia
if you don’t know how to get there]

in a world of war and
in a world of war and peace
I could cry a million tears

‘bout the wise man and the
‘bout the wise man and the fool
I could cry a thousand years

because both of them are helpless
they don’t know how wheels turn ‘round
history will judge the future
most decisions have been wrong

no plane that flies to Utopia
no signposts tell the proper way
you’ll sure get lost in mud and clay
is it an inaccessible way?