In the news of TV, hopeless lifes, hate and blood I have never seen worse than this Children playing with boats at the war scenes I can only wonder What is the reason for all this? And still we all are carrying on All of us, the old and the young Children are born, living in their dreams Sailing through those dreamy scenes Generations come and go They don't seem to get wiser at all There's a man sleeping with a bottle Ask him and he just turns around And still we all are carrying on All of us, the old and the young Children are born, living in their dreams Sailing through those dreamy scenes