Rhythm of a Faded Time

The rhythms and the melodies They just don't come quite so easily The vision that I used to see Has faded in time . But every now and then when I close my eyes My heart can take me back to that place in time To where we thought that we could heal the world with only a rhyme . And all we ever needed was love, love, love . But that was so long ago Deafening silence of time Has slowly taken our soul Oh God where did it go? . Seems like nobody’s missed it Where has it gone? Like a fading mist has Been burnt by the sun Have we been fooled by White picket fences . . . Or our favorite politicians? Trophy wives and soccer moms Retirement funds? Waters got it right when he said we were “Comfortably Numb” Long before we knew what we’d become. In our haste we couldn’t see what we had done . But pay no attention, to the man behind the curtain Just know that he is certain, That he can give you what you think you need Or is it still right there within Right there where it’s always been Or are we giving in To the manufactured hopeless greed? . But the rhythms and the melodies Now mean so much more to me Even though the vision that I used to see Has faded in time And every now, and then When I close my eyes I still think I can hear the old rhymes . All we need is love, love . . . . . . . . . .