[00:30.830]These are the days of the open hand
[00:35.010]They will not be the last
[00:38.520]Look around now
[00:40.520]These are the days of the beggars and the choosers
[00:45.580]This is the year of the hungry man
[00:49.890]Whose place is in the past
[00:53.080]Hand in hand with ignorance
[00:57.140]And legitimate excuses
[01:00.890]The rich declare themselves poor
[01:04.640]And most of us are not sure
[01:08.140]If we have too much
[01:10.200]But we'll take our chances
[01:12.260]'Cause God's stopped keeping score
[01:15.260]I guess somewhere along the way
[01:19.080]He must have let us all out to play
[01:23.640]Turned his back and all God's children
[01:27.450]Crept out the back door
[01:30.450]And it's hard to love' there's so much to hate
[01:37.760]Hanging on to hope
[01:41.390]When there is no hope to speak of
[01:45.340]And the wounded skies above say
[01:48.910]it's much too much too late
[01:54.780]Well maybe we should all be praying for time
[01:58.700]
[02:29.760]These are the days of the empty hand
[02:33.570]Oh you hold on to what you can
[02:37.570]And charity is a coat you wear twice a year
[02:44.510]This is the year of the guilty man
[02:48.570]Your television takes a stand
[02:51.880]And you find that what was over there is over here
[02:59.450]So you scream from behind your door
[03:02.950]Say what's mine is mine and not yours
[03:06.380]I may have too much but I'll take my chances
[03:11.010]'Cause God's stopped keeping score
[03:14.130]And you cling to the things they sold you
[03:17.950]Did you cover your eyes when they told you
[03:21.820]That he can't.e back
[03:23.700]'Cause he has no children to.e back for
[03:29.450]It's hard to love there's so much to hate
[03:36.510]Hanging on to hope when there is no hope to speak of
[03:44.200]And the wounded skies above say it's much too late
[03:53.550]So maybe we should all be praying for time