Lynda Simpson - Sight of the Wise lyrics

World in madness, doors shut tight Blind oppression keeping out the light Power twisted, throughout years of misuse Seeds of our feeedom waiting to take root Buildings grey, as architects minds Laughing children left far behind Fields now gone, room only for schools Learning is none with books mere rules People in lines afraid to step out Whisper of tongues, too tied to shout Ticket to d**h, reaper at the wheel Never to stop until we learn how to feel World in madness, doors broken down Sight of the wise throwing light all around Power gives way to freedom of choice Bound hands freed with mind and voice