Times Like These ft. Chip Wilson Lyrics

Old woman standing on the cold hard ground

Waiting for some good luck to come around

Sleeping bag ruined from the pouring rain

Hands so cold she can't hold no change

A young boy hurting with no one to call

Who never knew for certain if he's loved at all

On a one way trip to an early grave

Times like this, they need to change

Times like these, they need to change

Break open the locks and let the rivers rage

People of the world, rise up and say

Times like these, they need to change

I've seen people in the streets with blood on their face

A punk in the heat laid his body to waste

A mother making groceries on a roll of dimes

Wonder how she's gonna pay the bills this time

Another man on the bus out to Angol'

Will he ever find a way back home

If the rule of the game is you don't get to play

Times like these, they need to change

Times like these, they need to change

Break open the locks and let the rivers rage

People of the world, rise up and say

Times like these, they need to change

Many saints have walked God's green land

Preaching love for woman, child, and man

If I could see the sorrow in my sister's eyes

Would we really have to live in these hard times

I look up at the sky I hear the thunder roll

The forlorn cry of a big black crow

I close my eyes, I softly pray

Times like these, they need to change

Times like these, they need to change

Break open the locks and let the rivers rage

People of the world, rise up and say

Times like these, they need to change