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Look Around You...
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2006 Look around you, my son:
Tell me what you see through a young man's eyes.
Just look around you, my son:
Can you see the truth behind all the lies?
Because it's a cruel world we live in today,
It's getting harder for a man to make his own way.
So look around you; what so you see today?
Look around you, daughter of mine:
Tell me of the city's neon lights.
Just look around you, sweet daughter of mine:
Can you tell the days apart from the nights?
There's a dark side in each and every one of us,
Sometimes it's hard to tell between love and lust.
So look around you; what do you see tonight?
Look around you, Mr. Businessman:
Tell me of the burning drive to succeed.
Just look around you, Mr. Businessman:
Can you see all the corruption and greed?
Even though we were all taught the Golden Rule,
They never taught the love of money in school.
So look around you; what have you seen today?
Look around you, Mr. President:
Tell me of the rich folks that you meet.
Just look around you, Mr. President:
Can you see the millions living in the street?
How can you go dine with the Pope in Rome
If you can't give a homeless family a home?
Just look around you; what have you done today?
I'm an old man: my body's weak and my hair is gray.
I'm an old man: I'm doing nothing but wasting away.
My eyesight ain't what it used to be,
So won't you please do a favor for me:
Just look around you, and tell me what YOU see.
Look around you, my son...
Look around you, sweet daughter of mine...
Look around you, Mr. Businessman...
Look around you, Mr. President...
Just look around you, and tell me what you see...
Patrick W. Hopkins
First written on 5/4/2006, converted to music for possible use as a song on 10/24/2006
