The Love We Make

Desperate is the day

That is tomorrow

For those that do not know

The time has come

To whip the dogs that beg, steal or borrow

For the table God set for his son

Wicked is the witch

That stands for nothing

All the while watching 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 savior is coming soon

All that believe will cleanse and purify themselves

Put down the needle

Put down the spoon

Put down the needle

Put down the spoon

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Sacred is the prayer

That asks for nothing, ooh

While seeking to give thanks for every breathe we take

Oh

Blessed are we inside this prayer

For in the new world

We will be there

Only love there is, is the love we make

The only love there is, is the love we make

Ooh, ooh

Only love there is, is the love we make

Only love there is

The only love there is, is the love we make

The only love there is, is the love we make