jerusalem march 7/ 82

the fear of pain
is what we flee
we flee in fright

the pain in fact
is oh so sweet
though who'd believe
a trick so neat
that just below
the line of fear
the angels blow
their trumpets clear
we clutch at love
and strangle it
that's fear again
we're in the shit
we tell another
what to do
that's fear my friend
i'm telling you
i say don't work to change a thing
but try and act from love
i say don't judge your fellow being
remember what's above
the fear of pain though natural
must cease for you to know the all
that some call god
and some call peace
you drop your fear
you are released