Unintended Consequences - Keziah Jones

When all the world will be at peace

A thousand gods will be relieved

From the pain

And all the things we did to them

Like the rain

That never falls on leaves

Or stays

Just like in the dreams we gave to them

Like the grains

That never turns to seed

Because they like to play with water

The way science plays with the sea

Their smiles and laughter says

We may suffer

From Unintended Consequences

Those Unintended Consequences x4

All time is born in eternity

Our early storm or a simple breeze

Will come

And blow away the wrongs we made

Like the son

Who will shine ever all the same?

With love

For nature in our hearts again

Then gone

Till only the gods remain