I see you warning(?) in the middle|Lookin' back at me|I see headlines in the paper full of wizardry|There ain't no good news at six or eleven|I know this ain't hell but it sure ain't heaven|No, no|'|I see so many mouths we need to be feedin'|I can't believe there's people starving for no reason|I see homeless on the streets in every town|I see a system that is tragically breaking down||I see a pale rider flyin' the colors of premonition|A pale rider writing 'cross the pages of history|I see a pale rider, warning us to change the human condition|A pale rider|Pointing to the future saying what's the going to be|It's up to you and me||I think we're living in a state of blindness|'Cause it's so rare to see an act of human kindness|So many jewels of wisdom nobody's reading|So many fields of dreams nobody's seein'|Hey, hey||Sometimes I wonder what it's all been about|Does destiny control from within or without|What are we leaving for the homes(?) of tomorrow|The way we're going there'll be nothing left tomorrow||A pale rider flyin' the colors of premonition|A pale rider writing 'cross the pages of history|I see a pale rider, warning us to change the human condition|A pale rider|Pointing to the future saying what's the going to be|It's up to you and me||I see a pale rider|He's getting closer to you and me|I see a pale rider|Pointing to the future saying what's it gonna be|I see a pale rider|Flying the colors of premonition|A pale rider