Giant Mistletoe
not the new year yet but awfully near it now
feeling the warmth of the holiday spirit wow
watching the news as a light snow outside starts to fall
all down the street, every wreath in each doorway
smiles, but on this screen, the wickedest wars play, why?
suddenly it hits me: one plant is the answer to it all
to it all, to it all
people of earth, say it could be so
total peace in the world under a giant mistletoe
we'll grow all we can send it up in some rocketships
cover the land, every heart, every pair of lips
then those who meet on two sides of a fight anywhere
have to kiss then and there
people of earth, say it could be so
to bring peace to the world using a giant mistletoe
no you say, plants that large can't be grown
and there are cultures where that custom's unknown
plus it's sure just to burn in the earth's atmosphere
well if you have a better idea, i'm all ears
that's what i thought, so let's stick to my own plan then
watch what it does to the lions and lambs and men
i could be wrong or you could be pleasantly surprised
(hey, who knows, giant mistletoe)
to see every gangbanger's wide smile break out
rulers and rebels, and armies all make out
all cuz we planted those seeds and then covered the skies
we couldn't believe our eyes
people of earth, say it could be so
only peace in the world under a giant mistletoe
say it's so, say hey hey, ho ho ho
to bring peace in the world under a giant mistletoe
and when new year's comes if our sins simply can't resist
guns are still drawn, yes and lips they remain unkissed
and fires continue to flicker on my tv screen
i'll watch the snow as it falls on my windowsill
feel a bit sad, and yet try to be grateful still
cuz it's a gift to have ever dreampt this solstice dream