Man Can Make Anything
                                           Buddy Tabor, Juneau Alaska
God made Man and Man made the rest
Man can make anything good to the best
He can turn the desert to the color of the flowers
He knows all the numbers, the days, years and hours
He walks into a dark room and turns on the light
He can walk back out, turn the day to night

He can transplant the heart from one man to another
But he can't sit down and make peace with his brother
His hands are bloody, it never will cease
Man can make anything. Anything but peace.

From Cain to Abel the killing never stops
From the Mafioso hitman to the trigger-happy cops
A river of blood runs through our history books
He's got death in his eyes, he's got a mortuary look

He can transplant the heart from one man to another
But he can't sit down and make peace with his brother
His hands are bloody, it never will cease
Man can make anything. Anything but peace.