The Mold
© Jerry Fielden and David Stone SOCAN 2020


Looking through a darkened window
Visions of a terminal thought
Blasting nukes and scarring below
A testament to what we had wrought


CHORUS
Molded like all the others
Features, identity
They say that we're all sisters and brothers
We share the same city
Molded like all the others
Features, identity
They say that we're all sisters and brothers
We share the same pity




Wormhole of a vision defeat
Politician's throne to unseat
Crystal night underhanded sight
Terror blight you thought might made right



BRIDGE & LEADS


CHORUS


Tribulations have brought you to seek
A sight in a lifetime so meek
Beseeching you to show us a way
So we can have souls for a day