| Time and tide, | |
| Are the dreams that come and go, | |
| They wait for no man on the shore. | |
| Should you step, | |
| In the same dark river twice, | |
| Let it wash the sins away, | |
| Is there time at hand, | |
| With so much to say? | |
| And I know, it's a different world today, | |
| And I know, to another God we pray, | |
| And I know, we're in different worlds today. | |
| Here I stand, | |
| My philosophy held high, | |
| Like a preacher in a foreign land. | |
| And here we walk, | |
| In the wilderness of sands, | |
| With the prophet and the holy man. | |
| Is there time at hand, | |
| With so much to say? | |
| And I know, it's a different world today, | |
| And I know, to another God we pray, | |
| And I know, we're in different worlds today, | |
| And I know, it's a different world today. | |
| They're burning the Book, they're burning the faith, | |
| Our dream will be over, | |
| Let's wake from the sleep, a legion we'll be, | |
| To live forever. | |
| I know I as wrong, I have to put it right, | |
| I just can't let it slip away, | |
| 'Cause it's a different world today. | |
| Different world, different world, different world today, | |
| Is it a better world today? |