"THE VOICE OF REASON"

The cameras record
Flat voices describe the scene
Video loops and sound bites interject
Information in a raw and jumbled flow

Image after image of tragedy and despair
Saturates me until I'm numb
No one seems willing or able
To make sense of what we see

Just the cold hard facts
In a cold hard world

Where is the voice of reason?
That I remember as a child
With the words that helped us all to understand

A world in disbelief
At how far evil has gone this time
Standing angrily on the line
Between understanding and revenge

I'm aware that I have a mind
That I can make up for myself
But this is something new
Something I can't quite comprehend

Where is the voice of reason?
That could help me filter all of this
Separate the rumors from the truth

There was a time when everyone listened
Each and every night
It showed us the human side of each event
it showed us how to read between the lines

It was there on the beach on D-Day
It was there in Vietnam
It was there when we reached for the skies
And it was there when we left our skies behind

It told us when Kennedy died
It told us when Nixon lied
It spoke to us in color, and black and white
It spoke to us even when we weren't home

Where is that voice of reason?
With a face that isn't beautiful
A face that we instantly recognize

The voice of reason is still with us
But it is mostly silent now
It's thoughts and advice
Are seldom sought anymore

To a generation that allegedly has no heroes
And the next generation in kind
Look back sometimes, not always forward
For the voice of reason you may have left behind
And remember, "that's the way it was"