From the Canyons of the Mind

We wander on, and stumble blindly

Through the often tangled Maze

Of Starless Nights and Sunless Days

While asking for some kind of Clue

A Road to lead us to the Truth -

But... Who will Answer?



Side by side two People stand

Together vowing hand-in-hand

That Love's imbedded in their Hearts

But soon, an empty Feeling starts

To overwhelm their hollow Lives

And when they seek the Hows and Whys -

Who will Answer?



On a strange and distant Hill

A young man's lying very still

His Arms will never hold his Child

Because a Bullet running wild

Has struck him down, and now we cry:

"Dear God, oh why, oh why" -

Who will Answer?



High upon a lonely Ledge

A Figure teeters near the Edge

As jeering Crowds collect below

To egg him on with "Go, man Go"

But who will ask what led him

To his private Day of Doom -

And... Who will Answer?





CHORUS:



If the Soul is Darkened

By a Fear it cannot name

If the Mind is Baffled

When the Rules don't fit the Game

Who will Answer?, Who will Answer?, Who will Answer?

Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!





In the Rooms with darkened Shades

A Scent of Sandalwood pervades

The colored Thoughts in muddled Heads

Reclining on the unmade Beds

Of unmade Dreams that can't come true

When we ask what we should do -

Who will Answer?



Neath the spreading Mushroom Tree

The World revolves in Apathy

As overhead a Row of Specks

Roars on, drowned out by Discotheques

And if a Secret Button's pressed

Because one Man has been outguessed -

Who will Answer?



Is our Hope in Walnut Shells

Worn round the Neck; in Temple Bells

Or deep within some Cloistered Walls

Where hooded Figures pray and halt

In crumbled Books on dusty Shelves

Or in our Stars, or in Ourselves? -

Who will Answer?





CHORUS:



If the Soul is Darkened

By a Fear it cannot name

If the Mind is Baffled

When the Rules don't fit the Game

Who will Answer?, Who will Answer?, Who will Answer?

Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia