It's getting a bit heated here - perhaps it's time we had another song

Ballade

From time to time, when I don't feel so bright
I walk into a place where I can play,
and have a drink or two, not getting tight,
but just enough to keep the world at bay,
and give me heart to get back in the fray.
And then I'll go on home where I belong,
and hope to God I make it there ok
- perhaps it's time we had another song

Once I was sure that I knew wrong from right,
and had the power to find a better way,
and that it was my turn to join the fight;
for sure therfe was some dragon I could slay,
and down that road of destiny it lay -
well, that illusion did not last so long,
in time I learnt the world was - anyway,
perhaps it's time we had another song.

A strain of music floating through the night, a half-remembered tune from far away with memories of fire and hope and light before this world turned mean and cold and grey, and those bright hopes in shattered pieces lay sold by a huckster to a greedy throng. I hear the music of a brighter day - perhaps it's time we had another song.

Prince, there's one tune you always seem to play
on fiddle, mandolin or temple gong.
If that's the best that you can do, I say
Perhaps it's time we had another song.