I wander into the forest
Of her own desired dreams
In a living sense of memories
For a shattered own belief
I shed skin into dark light
To help fight to defend
My mind from being cursed
Upon hours of months depressed

(Radio):
We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other’s happiness - not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate.

A full moon rises above my head
Light shinning over my body
The gleaming signs I won't understand
Unless I endow myself a rest

Life cancels out itself
Wait for it to do the math
Only if I had known this earlier might I be a happier man
Fear was provoked years in advance
No way I'm coming forth
No way I'm going back

(Radio):
We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical. Our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost.

I sit tight against the wall
Painted lustrous behind my back
Restless beyond belief
Yet dormant at best
My former broken belief
Was fixed once again
Not for the better
But only for the worse

Radio:
The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men - cries out for universal brotherhood - for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world - millions of despairing men, women, and little children - victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me, I say - do not despair.

An early sun rises above my head
Light shinning over my body
The gleaming signs I hope to understand
Like a familiar eerie mist

Life cancels out itself
Wait for it to do the math
Only if I had known this earlier might I be a happier man
Fear was provoked years in advance
No way I'm coming forth
No way I'm going back

(Radio):
The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed - the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people.........

You don't hate, only the unloved hate, you're not the unnatural!