LYRICS
But, still…
Distill ill will
Extract the mean-ing
Then, fill…
Instill the goodwill
In fact, the meaning
Before it’s too late
Only thing to hate is hate
Love to love the love
With grace from above
Love to love the love
Until…
We eliminate ill will
Eradicate the hate
… until all the hate we kill
Fire up our “still”
Create some goodwill
The ill will we’ll fill with goodwill
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: G F# E / A E
Recording: digital 10-track stereo
Vocals, Guitar, Organ
From the album Eschatology
by Daniel Brouse