Stephen Stills - War Games Тексты

Can you stop your instincts
Can you man your thought control, sir?
Will you give the last command
Or lie to a good soldier

I'm a doubter
I'm a fool
Let me be
All that I am


I am not so sure
What you want me for
Either your machine
Is a fool, or me

Now there is no time to wait
No time to think it over
Take the path, believe the math
You'll tell me when it's over

I'm a fighter
I've a question
Won't you answer me?

I have earned the right to know
And tell you what I see