There's a wealth of information
But no knowledge to be found
And the grass will get no greener
With all these boots upon the ground
There's a loss of bright-eyed wonder
In the wake of the dumbing down
There's a need for inner stillness
Buried deep inside the bones
And it fights against the madness
Of a million clashing ringing tones
We're so afraid of ending up alone
Darkness begets darkness every time
In a night that's full of stars there must be light
Wherever you are
The lines are open, the volunteers are standing by
And they're waiting to connect you to a power that's inside
The lines are open, they're just waiting for you to try
In a time of smoke and mirrors
Hateful deeds and bitter prose
It surely is a better man that knows not what he knows
Can we find a higher path, And see where it goes
Darkness begets darkness every time
In a night that's full of stars there must be light
Wherever you are
The lines are open, the volunteers are standing by
And they're waiting to connect you to a power that's inside
The lines are open, they're just waiting for you to try
Darkness begets darkness every time
In a night that's full of stars there must be light
The lines are open, the volunteers are standing by
And they're waiting to connect you to a power that's inside
The lines are open, they're just waiting for you to try