Hi John and Ron!
It was a pleasure to see both of you at Massey, and Liam as well. John, you've quoted one of my favorite songs too!
Face Of A Thousand People
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I was born a restless one, I was born to learn the reason why
To take my troubles as they fall, to stand against the icy wind
To guard against confusion and decline
To listen to the tongues of men, who tell me that I must be told
The meaning of my life and all its ends
I was born to understand, I was born to lend a helping hand
To love the ones who cared to love, to be a friend to those in need
To help the weary traveller in the night
Forgetting not the wasted soul, the beggar man, the con man
And the widow and the orphan in the street
And the face of a thousand people, the face of a thousand people
Keeps telling me I'm out of step, reality has passed me by
They're telling me that I've been wrong before
I was born to criticize, I was born to try to make things right
Today I saw the world again, it seemed the same as yesterday
The splendour of its ruins and its shame
Its towers rose against the sky, reminding all that cared to look
That what's been built can be destroyed again
I was born to keep on trying, I was born to have a dream or two
To taste the pleasures of the night, to know the joy of love's embrace
To cherish every moment that is mine
To share my laughter with a friend, to sip the wine and not pretend
That there are those less fortunate than I
And the face of a thousand people, the face of a thousand people
Keeps telling me I'm out to lunch, reality has passed me by
They're telling me that I've been wrong before
I was born to recognize, to be aware of things that are not real
To tremble at the changing skies, too ominous to understand
When brothers meet upon the battle lines
When bodies clothed in uniforms, to reap the harvest of their pride
Lie scattered like the dead leaves on the sand
I was born to sing my song, I was born to try to reach someone
To penetrate the iron will, to try to make men understand
That being a human is no sin at all
That beauty lies within the wounds, of lonliness and dark despair
That heals to fall but still to rise again
And the face of a thousand people, the face of a thousand people
Keeps telling me I'm out of step, reality has passed me by
They're telling me that I've been wrong before
They're telling me that I've been wrong before
