I wanna scream, scream, scream  Oh for this to end  I wanna let love flow, through my fingers and out of my hands  And I wanna let that love fill up the hearts of men  Stop making victims please, stop making victims of this land  Stop making victims please, stop making victims of this land    Because I wonder what will come of all we've made  Will time sit still, or will it change  Oh and if all that happens now is to remain  I think we best start  Counting down the days    I wanna scream, scream, scream  Oh so you can hear  The truth it covers you, don't shake it off  The picture's clear  It's painted red, red, all red and lined with tears boy  I know it's hard to see  When you're so consumed with fear  I know it's hard to see  When you're so consumed with fear oh    Because I wonder what will come of all we've made  Will time sit still, or will it change  Oh and if all that happens is to remain  I think we best start counting down the days  Cause everybody wants to turn their backs and pray  It all falls into place    Because I wonder what will come of all we've made  Will time sit still, or will it change  Oh and if all that happens now is to remain  I think we best start counting down the days  Cause everybody wants to turn their backs and pray  It all falls into place  But if all that happens now is to remain  I think we best start counting down the days    Counting down the days  Counting down the days