Pockets Of Peace - Xavier Rudd

Here and now our choices here are growing thin

As children grow they grow with what they see

In these times where paranioa closes in

Power and hate a rampaging disease

In our minds we build the blocks to what we need

In our minds we are reaching out for peace

In our hearts we know of such the hills to climb

In our hearts a sesne of mass defeat

Shame sahme these games that they play with you and me

Shame for these games that they play our children will keep

These are our times this problem much to big to hold

For you and i far too high to reach

We can begin by holding close the things we know

And valuing our pockets of peace

These are the earth the sun the moon the sea the sky

These are the gifts to which we all agree

Through these things and those we love we can unite

And sink into our pockets of peace