When all the world is out of tune
And you read the news and you can’t quite stop
But the sky is blue in the afternoon.
You want to howl at the distant moon
When you hear of a kid shot by a cop
When all the world is out of tune.
You’d like to curl into a coccoon
And never emerge, but simply flop
But the sky is blue in the afternoon.
No oracle or seer or rune
Reveals a future that doesn’t pop
When all the world is out of tune.
Bad turns to worse and you’re not immune
The world is burning from base to top
But the sky is blue in the afternoon.
And you work for change, though it can’t be soon,
And long for hope, for the slightest drop,
When all the world is out of tune
But the sky is blue in the afternoon.
12th September 2018
