Marianne Flemming - Another New Year

Words and Music by Marianne Flemming
All lyrics clean 4:03

I raise my voice so you can hear me
Let’s raise a glass and make a toast
Cause here we are another New Year
Here we are for better or worse

Standing in the rubble
Shaking off the debris
Everywhere I look there's trouble
Everywhere I look there’s grief

Then I close my eyes
Let the rain wash my face
Outside the thunder cries
Deep inside I find my place

All of the words are in the corner
Piled high up to the sky
You’d think that we could find one kernel
Of truth in this mountain of lies

Then I close my eyes
All those words turn to dust
As the voices multiply
I find one voice I can trust

All of the hope has been diluted
Watered down with our tears
Spread too thin over the cracks in the ceiling
It’s the only thing between us and their angry gods

Buddha, Krishna, Allah
Gaia, Jesus Christ
All the spirits and higher powers
All this existential nothingness

I guess I’m trying to say
Bless this mess we call our planet
Bless this mess we call our homes
Bless the best of us they sure deserve it
Bless the rest of us for hanging in there
We’re hanging in there