I wanna scream, scream, scream

Oh for this to end

I wanna let love flow, through my fingers and out of my hands

And I wanna let that love fill up the hearts of men

Stop making victims please, stop making victims of this land

Stop making victims please, stop making victims of this land



Because I wonder what will come of all we've made

Will time sit still, or will it change

Oh and if all that happens now is to remain

I think we best start

Counting down the days



I wanna scream, scream, scream

Oh so you can hear

The truth it covers you, don't shake it off

The picture's clear

It's painted red, red, all red and lined with tears boy

I know it's hard to see

When you're so consumed with fear

I know it's hard to see

When you're so consumed with fear oh



Because I wonder what will come of all we've made

Will time sit still, or will it change

Oh and if all that happens is to remain

I think we best start counting down the days

Cause everybody wants to turn their backs and pray

It all falls into place



Because I wonder what will come of all we've made

Will time sit still, or will it change

Oh and if all that happens now is to remain

I think we best start counting down the days

Cause everybody wants to turn their backs and pray

It all falls into place

But if all that happens now is to remain

I think we best start counting down the days



Counting down the days

Counting down the days