I try to sleep outside of myself Absorb some of the shock All l the world is unwinding Like some heartless old clock Look to the sky for judgment And all you get is rain Searching every eye for prophecy And all I see is pain They say the forests full of rain Will never come again Businessmen want a road Through another big place
CHORUS Poor bruised world Poor bruised world Poor bruised world Poor bruised world Poor bruised you Poor bruised me Poor bruised world
I saw a picture of a pretty bird In a nature magazine Said these birds, now they're all gone Well that's really obscene Ah, the pictures never taken Of a future we never had I should've taken that one of you (That day in the park) and now I feel bad Lately I feel something dark Turning in this century A little something more Than my own pop history
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