Emerald City (A Song About Hope)

You follow the road, & where does it lead you?
To misery & distrust.
No flying ships, or indians,
Lost boys or pixie dust.

No yellow bricks, that lead you straight.
The world is filled with war and hate,
Why can't we all live in a world that is pretty,
We should all go & live in the Emerald City.

You follow the light, up the winding stair,
Left alone to sob and rot,
No princes, thorns or blind young men,
Pretending to be something they're not.

Whoa oh oh.

No yellow bricks that lead you straight,
The world is filled with war and hate,
Why can't we all live in a world that is pretty,
We should all go and live in the Emerald City.

Poor Cinderella, locked in that cellar,
Or Snow White all cold and dead.
Sleeping Beauty, dreaming softly,
Evil stepmother, fames gone to her head.

No yellow bricks that lead you straight,
The world is filled with war and hate,
Why can't we all live in a world that is pretty,
We should all go and live in the Emerald City.

If only we could live,
If only we were pretty,
We should all go and live.
In.
The.
Emerald.
City.