tool

Tool	Made for building
Tool	Made for time
Tool	Made for fighting
Tool	Made for crime

	We're building it up
	We tear it down
	We're starting our wars
	Destroy our towns
	I'm looking to you
	For passion at night
	I'm running from you
	Though it all feels so right

Tool	Made for loving
Tool	Made to burn
Tool	Burn a hole in the clouds
Tool	It could be our turn

	We're walking this road
	Hand in hand
	If we walk together
	Maybe we can understand
	This troubled ocean
	This burning land
	The solo songbird
	The broken man

words & music dc 1992