The Emperor's Old Clothes

Let's find a place to live in peace
Where we don't have to flee and be stuck in fear
Once upon a time we've tried to forgive
(And forget the evildoings)
But now we're told to

Forget everything you’ve learned and cower in fear
Or fight enemies you don’t even know
Because you’re told
Disbelieve everything, but dare not question me
To feel you're unique, mold yourself to the fold
And just belong

A group of lone stars is not a team
We can’t build an 'Us' by piling up a lot of 'Me’s'
One can't measure the truth by the majority
But, still, you’re up to

Turn every small talk into a battlefield
Clash with friends and your kin for politics and plots
You just don’t know
Cast out of reality, lost in your fanaticism
You think your beliefs are the law of the world
Come, heed the Call!

Would I have to regret what I had to forgive
If I found the enemy was my old well-known
Who told me once
That I had to believe that just the clever can see
The good in the acts and the facts of a mad Emperor
And his new clothes?