Will You Have A Home Tomorrow My Friend? Or Will The Forest Have Come To An End? The Trees Logged Off, The Shrubs All Burned, and Then Even The Smallest Of Earth Is Turned. No Place Left For You To Rest Your Head, Or Locate A Place To Make Your Bed! I've Been Homeless, I Know How It Feels' When No One Cares, Or Dares To Stare. You Lose All Hope, and Dignity, and Then At Last You're In Despair! So Fight For Your Home As Long As You Can, Don't Let Your World Come To An End. We Soon Forget, Once We're Safe, That Another Day Could End In Disgrace. Until You Have It In Your Hand You Cannot Seem To Understand! Tomorrow May Not Bring What You Had Hoped, and So You Must Do The Best You Can. Be A Friend, Save The Land, Learn To Care, but Be Not Careless! You Do Not Want To Be Without A Home, Trust Me! For The Road Back Is Strewn With Boulders, and No Shoulders Which Are Left To Weep Upon. Man Is No Different Then A Bird. Each Deserves A Place That They Can Call Home. The Simple Act Of Treating A Person As If They Exists Can Do So Very Much Good In Their Lives!
