Текст песни Trying To Save The World With A Song - Motorcycle Display Team

In a stairwell back of a city block
Lunch break of a nine-to-five
Foolscap scrawl in a crude hand
Trying to keep the dream alive
What a moment to get excited
Simple truth, clarity
Teary-eyed at the open window
He screams into the wind

I know he's got the best intentions
He's just trying to save the world with a song
It happens too few times to mention
But sometimes he gets them all to sing along

Such high hopes, such a mockery
Of the reality but
This suspension of disbelief
We never stop seeking out
So don't get too downhearted
There's always someone carrying
All the lightness that we discarded
I know, oh I know, oh I know

I know he's got the best intentions
He's just trying to save the world with a song
It happens too few times to mention
But sometimes he gets them all to sing along

Oh why?
What are we writing for?
Words are just air
Actions win the war
Oh why?
What are we writing for?
Words are just wasted
Actions win the war

I try to stage an intervention
But my clever words come out all wrong
His flights of fancy and invention
In the end persuade me to sing along

What are we fighting for?
Words are just wasted
Actions win the war
Oh why?
What are we writing for?
Words are just air
Actions win the war
Oh why?
What are we fighting for?
Words are just wasted
Actions win the war