The Love We Make

Desperate is the day that is tomorrow

For those who do not know the time has come

To whip the dogs that beg, steal or borrow

From the table,God set for his son

Wicked is the witch that stands for nothing

All the while watching to see you fall

Deeper than the ditch that bred your suffering

The one being dug right now by them all

Happy is the way to meet your burdens

No matter how heavy or dark the day

Pity on those with no hope for tomorrow

It's never as bad as it seems until we say

Precious is the baby with a mother

That tells him that his saviour is coming soon

All that believe will cleanse and purify themselves

Put down the needle, put down the spoon

Sacred is the prayer that asks for nothing, oh

While seeking to give thanks for every breath we take, oh

Blessed are we inside this prayer

For in the new world, we will be there

The only love there is, is the love we make

The only love there is, is the love we make(The only love there is, is the love we make)

The only love there is, is the love we make(Yeah)

The only love there is, is the love we make