I have this idea, but no one will listen
I'm having thoughts of a world that could be
We could end war and focus on loving
But nobody ever listens to me
I have this idea, let's stop living for money
Let's live for people, help them be all they are
We could raise children to care about others
Why did the room go suddenly dark?
Who built the frame for this Overton Window?
When I crack it open it falls with a thud
I'm tryin' to see out of this Overton Window
But it's all covered up with brown smears of mud
Nothing is certain till the moment it happens
And if we work for it all... it just might come true
So I want to work to make the world better
To open the window and take in the view
Who built the frame for this Overton Window?
When I crack it open it falls with a thud
I'm tryin' to see out of this Overton Window
But it's all covered up with brown smears of mud