Alas, I've searched the world to find
That Peace begins within the mind.
It doesnot rest in other men.
Alone, within, will Peace begin.
Alas! , the raging battle's done
And morning once again has come
As stillness swathes the bleak horizon o'er
The place where echoes come to strum
The price of drugs-heartache and tears;
And slamming cell doors-twenty years;
To fear our children, now possessed,
Our little ones we once caressed.
My model railroad stretched about
Through every room and floor.
I strived to make the whole layout
Look better than before.
I understand your pain;
I've partaken of your loss;
Though I could have had great gain,
I but chose an ugly cross.