from "MSB", 1982, EMI-America Records Group





These are strange days we live in

The nights get even worse

The poets died at midnight--

in a New York City hearse...

And the news must make you crazy

It has for so long

And the streets are full of fear tonight--

and coming on strong...



You know, they're holed-up in Atlanta

broke down in L.A.

They went and sold out Detroit--

They put half the town away...

From the West Texas border

to the Carolina shore

You can see it in the faces--

There's gotta be something more...





(CHORUS:)

Take the time to love someone

Take the time to make amends

Take the time to make a stand

Take the time for your friends

'Cause you can't roll your own forever

and somewhere, down the line--

you're gonna see that's all they give you

so you might as well take the time...





You know, they're laid off in Ohio

The Heartland's under strain

They're running scared in FLA--

and hiding out in Maine...

The sons of true believers

and the daughters of dreams

It can shake you when you find out--

it ain't just what it seems...



Now is the hour

Tomorrow might be too late

You gotta grab the moment--

You just can't hesitate...

And you know that it's the children

gonna pay for it all

And, like the man said--

"A hard rain's gonna fall"...





(CHORUS)









--words & music by Michael Stanley