Sing to me sweet darkness,
Like I used to hear before,
The noisy country night time,
Creatures singing out the door,

Buzzing of the June bugs,
Scent of blossoms in the Spring,
Fireflies in the pasture,
Just let sweet darkness sing.

The USA is our wayward child,
Conceived in love for all people,
Growing up feral and wild,
Far from the parents vision,

The USA is our wayward child,
It has done some wrong,
Hurt those it should have protected,
Stole from the original residents,

The USA is our wayward child,
But it is still deserving of love,
But also discipline to grow strong and true,
To become what it is meant to be,

The USA is our wayward child,
It is up to us to teach it right from wrong,
To guide it with love and care,
And ensure that it survives.

1.

When the news is all in newspeak,               

And your TV watches you,                      

Inner party’s in the palace,                      

And the truth is seldom true,                                   

The neighbor’s kids will turn you in,         

So be careful what you do,                                               

Chorus  [After each verse]

It’s the world you live in Winston,            

Don’t know how it got this way,              

It’s your job to rewrite history,                  

Tell folks who to hate each day,               

Big brother’s always watching you,         

So be careful what you say,                         

2.

The proles have got their football,

AI porn and victory beer,

You’re a little bit above that,

But you’re scared of seeming queer,

You really don’t know who to trust,

Every day is filled with fear.

3.

You had good times with Julia,

But it ended up in vain,

They took you down to Minitrue

And they gave you lots of pain,

You thought O’Brien was your friend,

You must have been insane.

I should be writing love songs,  
And singing them to you,
But I’m marching to the barricades,
It’s something I must do,

For us to have a life of love,
Our country must be free,
Of would be kings,
Who’d steal us blind,
We must help folks to see.

I’ll tell you this it’s now or never,
So let’s wake up and work together,
I know there’s bad stuff in the past,
But we need to move ahead and fast.

And also back at the same time,
Back to what Nature has designed,
Back to looking after one and other,
And caring for the Earth, our mother.

It’s like the slowness born of urgency,
When the coming crash is certain,
Every second takes an hour,
You forget the coming hurtin’.

All there is, is what to do,
So you do the best you can,
You just might maybe make it through,
If you don’t it’s not the plan.

A few folks stood up at the center of town,
‘Cause they were fed up with things going down,
They stood strong, but could have used some more,
To share what they were standing for.

If you don’t like the things you see going on,
It’s time to stand before freedom’s gone,
If life is lacking for justice and meaning,
It’s time to stand up and quit leaning,

When the injustice is no longer shrouded,
I hope for all the streets get crowded,
For trouble to be good it takes so many,
Stand for your rights before there aren’t any,

Heard from kids grown up too young,
Now their song is getting sung,
To not be heard because the criers,
Bend knee always to the king of liars,

Some other kids could never grow,
Now thoughts and prayers are all we know,
To stop the slaughter  in our schools,
To others we are seen as fools,

Most kids will live to grow in time,
To suffer for the leaders’ crime,
In a world that’s burning more each day,
Where greed must always get it’s way,

The greedy leaders sow their hate,
And now the time is getting late,
The world the kids will grow to see,
Won’t be a place that’s good to be,

Once I had a Winter love,

Wish they’d stayed until the Spring,

She was more than what she thought she was,

Guess that I was just a fling,

In the end I guess I didn’t know,

About myself and how to go,

She set me free, away I went,

Still it was all time well spent,

Like the hypocrites I rail about,

I seem to be one too,

I’m as lazy as the rest of them,

And it leaves me feeling blue,

So many things I need to do,

Yet so much more to say,

But when it’s time to get it done,

I just fritter time away.