Infantree - The Peace Prize lyrics

The heavy wind, heated by the sun It's rising up And I've been told we got to move away We're staying here All's gone the way of the wind They stare at you, and they point at me when I step outside And the kids rely on nothing but themselves And even then All's gone the way of the wind Now listen, baby, we got to think things through Quietly There's no getting even, not even desperately Think of me