LYRIC

CONVERSATION IN THE WOMB- Journeys- Composed By Abie Rotenberg- Journeys 1

My dear brother,
look around and tell me what your eyes behold.
Don’t deny that you see, it’s only you and me;
Our existence, it is empty, it is cold,
Our existence, it is empty, it is cold.

But dear brother,
You must have faith that we are not the only ones,
‘Cause in the distance there’s a place
where we’ll stand up tall and straight;
Oh, I believe that there is a world to come,
yes, I believe that there is a world to come.

My dear brother,
don’t be blind, don’t be stubborn, don’t be set.
Imagination it’s all right,
but it won’t light up the night.
What you see is exactly what you get,
what you see is exactly what you get.

But dear brother,
You will surely find when all is said and done
That the future, it will show,
There is so much we don’t know
Oh, I believe that there is a world to come,
yes, I believe that there is a world to come.

My dear brother,
Where have you gone?,
Is this the moment I have known?
I can faintly hear the cry
My dear brother must have died
It’s all over, now, forever I’m alone,
It’s all over, now, forever I’m alone.

But dear brother,
Please don’t mourn me when my life has just begun.
What you hear are sounds of joy,
“Congratulations, it’s a boy”
Oh, I believe that there is a world to come,
Yes, I believe that there is a world to come.

‘Cause what you hear are sounds of joy,
“Congratulations, it’s a boy”,
Soon you’ll be here with me in this world to come.
Soon you’ll be here with me in this world to come.