All The Saints

All the Saints

written by: James Walmsley

 

As all the Saints ride up on high,
on mighty horses through the sky.
Look down on man’s plight and sigh.
at a planet that is about to die.

Mankind has made the decision
to ignore the signs that are given.
When all is there and plain to see,
no one cares that’s you and me.

There still is time to turn this about,
everyone must march and shout.
Stop thinking about your worth,
now is the time to save the earth.

And if the Saints did ride on high,
on mighty horses through the sky.
Look down on man’s plight and sigh,
they might just ride right on by.