There's a warning in the wind that comes wailing through the trees
A depression in the shoreline left by the pounding seas
There is a lesson in the drought that brings a country to its knees
In these times...

We are dancing with disaster when we live beyond our needs
And pretend our hungry souls are not related to our greed...
Life's a journey. but it's not about the speed
In these times...

In these times...we must be mindful of the gift
In these times...use our hands and hearts to lift
The fallen spirit in this land
Planting flowers in the sand
Reaching out a helping hand
In...these...times

As the perfect storm approaches and the gale around us roars
No longer can we close our eyes and hide behind our doors:
Our choices fewer now by what we've chosen to ignore
In these times...

The ship of state is drifting; it's getting hard to steer
It's a complicated issue but the direction's pretty clear
and 'each of us' is who we need to get to there from here
In these times...

In these times...we must be mindful of the gift
In these times...use our hands and hearts to lift
The fallen spirit in this land
Bringing water to the sand
Reaching out a helping hand
In...these...times

In everything that's living there's a promise of a Love
Planted in the seeds below and in the stars above
We must listen to its message; become faithful stewards of
These times...

In these times...we must be mindful of the gift
In these times...use our hands and hearts to lift
The fallen spirit in this land
Growing gardens in the sand
Reaching out a helping hand...
In...these...times
We must be mindful of the gift
in these times...use our hands and hearts to lift
The fallen spirit in this land
Planting flowers in the sand
Reaching out a helping hand
In...these...times