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These Days

We take resources from those who need it most
And log the life out of their forests from the mountains to the coasts
Take the oil, take the gold
Even people can be sold
These days

So take this money take this breath
And all the days that we have left
Make the difference spread the wealth
And love your neighbour
As you love yourself

We make exceptions to every rule
And those who shout the loudest are waved on through
At the cost of the lost
These days

So take this money take this breath
And all the days that we have left
Make the difference spread the wealth
And love your neighbour
As you love yourself

The sky is heavy but there’s no rain
Just a frown upon those nations that countenance the pain
No more peace just to war
Is that all the debt is for
These days

Words & Music – Gareth Davies-Jones
Copyright © Gareth Davies-Jones 2005