Trying To Save the World With a Song

In a stairwell back of a city block Lunch break of a nine-to-five Foolscap scrawl in a crude hand Trying to keep the dream alive What a moment to get excited Simple truth, clarity Teary-eyed at the open window He screams into the wind I know he's got the best intentions He's just trying to save the world with a song It happens too few times to mention But sometimes he gets them all to sing along Such high hopes, such a mockery Of the reality but This suspension of disbelief We never stop seeking out So don't get too downhearted There's always someone carrying All the lightness that we discarded I know, oh I know, oh I know I know he's got the best intentions He's just trying to save the world with a song It happens too few times to mention But sometimes he gets them all to sing along Oh why? What are we writing for? Words are just air Actions win the war Oh why? What are we writing for? Words are just wasted Actions win the war I try to stage an intervention But my clever words come out all wrong His flights of fancy and invention In the end persuade me to sing along What are we fighting for? Words are just wasted Actions win the war Oh why? What are we writing for? Words are just air Actions win the war Oh why? What are we fighting for? Words are just wasted Actions win the war