Seems the wisdom of man hasn't got much wisernThan the very beginning of our timenAgree or war has been our way of compromisingnLet live and love has become our biggest liennSeems to me that fools are even more foolishnThinking of themselves and nobody elsenBut then if asked for poor will riches be replenishednThey say boot straps must be pulled up by themselvesnnFeeding off the love of the landnLeaving much to be desirednnLiving off the love of the LordnWhile the price for life is highernnIsn't love to be admirednHas the good in man expirednStealing all the love and the beauty from the landnnI awake each morning to the birds a-singingnSinging out to God to come and save his ownnBut when throughout the world the cry of love is ringingnIs then when He'll stop to hear our songnnDid you know that when you feel the earth a-shakennIt's only mother nature with a crying heartnYou see we have taken from her for so many agesnWill there be a time when taking stops and giving startsnn'Cause we're feeding off the love of the landnLeaving much to be desirednnLiving off the love of the LordnWhile the price for life is highernnIsn't love to be admirednHas the good in man expirednStealing all the love and the beauty from the landnnYes we are feeding off the love of the landnNever hearing what He's sayingnnLiving off the love of the LordnNever feeling what you're prayingnnNever praising Him for beautynOnly praying God please give mennStealing all the love and the beauty from the landnStealing all the love and the beauty from His land