We need help down here.

Earth is spinning, spinning out of control.

                We need help down here.

Can I build me a ladder, Can I reach up and touch you or are you just like a mirror reflecting upon us?

Are you in control or has the freedom to decide doomed us?

                We need help down here.

Can I pick up the phone, if I open a book will the words translate to some sort of salvation?

I have read the words but are they just words?

                We need help down here.

When the wind blows and the waters overwhelm us.

When your creations have become destroyers.

When children are crying and there is no one home.

When the mothers and fathers are left out of breath.

                We need help down here.

Earth is spinning, spinning out of control.

                We need help down here.

In these days of miracles, when does the sun rise?

In these days of miracles, who wipes the tears from the eyes?

In these days of miracles, who can we call the healer?

In these days of super speeds and updates – is there any way back in time to set things back in place?

                We need help down here.

Earth is spinning, spinning out of control.

                We need help down here.

Please pick up the phone, dial up a basket full of miracles…

Heal the sick.

Feed the hungry.

Love the lonely.

Bring happiness to the sad and forgotten.

Relight the flames that can warm us and enlighten us.

Show us the light…