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Listen Without Prejudice / MTV Unplugged (Deluxe)

Praying for Time (Remastered)

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These are the
days of the open hand
They might just be the last
Look around now
These are the
days of the beggars
and the choosers

This is the
year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the past
Hand in hand with ignorance
And legitimate excuses

The rich declare
themselves poor
And most of us are not sure
If we have too much
But we'll take our chances
'Cause God's stopped
keeping score
I guess somewhere
along the way
He must have let us
all out to play
Turned his back and
all God's children
Crept out the back door

And it's hard to love
there's so much to hate
Hanging on to hope
When there is
no hope to speak of
And the wounded
skies above say
it's much too much too late
Well maybe we should
all be praying for time

These are the days
of the empty hand
Oh you hold on to
what you can
And charity is a coat
you wear twice a year

This is the year
of the guilty man
Your television takes a stand
And you find that
what was over
there is over here

So you scream from
behind your door
Say what's mine is mine
and not yours
I may have too much
but I'll take my chances
'Cause God's stopped
keeping score
And you cling to the things
they sold you
Did you cover your eyes
when they told you
That he can't come back
'Cause he has no children
to come back for

It's hard to love there's
so much to hate
Hanging on to hope when
there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded
skies above say
it's much too late
So maybe we should
all be praying for time