The Great Correction - Joan Baez

Down on the corner of ruin and grace

I’m growing weary of the human race

Hold my lamp up in everyone’s face

Lookin for an honest man

Everyone tied to the turning wheel

Everyone hiding from the things they feel

Well the truth’s so hard it just don’t seem real

The shadow across this land

People 'round here don’t know what it means

To suffer at the hands of our American dreams

They turn their backs on the grisly scenes

Traced to the privileged sons

They got their god they got their guns

Got their armies and the chosen ones

But we’ll all be burning in the same big sun

When the great correction comes

Down through the ages lovers of the mystery

Been sayin' people let your love light shine

Poets and sages all throughout history

Say the light burns brightest in the darkest times

It’s the bitter end we’ve come down to

The eye of the needle that we gotta get through

But the end could be the start of something new

When the great correction comes

Down through the ages lovers of the mystery

Been sayin' people let your love light shine

Poets and sages all throughout history

Say the light burns brightest in the darkest times

Down to the wire running out of time

Still got hope in this heart of mine

But the future waits on the horizon line

For our daughters and our sons

I don’t know where this train’s bound

Whole lotta people trying to turn it around

Gonna shout til the walls come tumbling down

And the great correction comes