The thunder of jets in my ears
Patrolling over peaceful skies
Reminding me of uncertainty
So many wars and rumors of wars
Images of children starving
Seems there's no money to feed them
We can't solve the problems down here on earth
While spending a fortune exploring space
Why are the masses so logical
But decision makers so power obsessed
Oh Why are the masses so logical
But decision makers so power obsessed
If your neighbor was hungry, you'd feed him
Unless your budget was only for bombs
If your neighbor was in need you'd help him
Unless you were obsessed with dry rocks in space