Ron Sexsmith
"Every Passing Day"

and up above me it's the same old sky
be it blue or be it grey
and more do i wonder what goes on behind
with every passing day

the voice of reason is seldom heard
but fear and ignorance have their say
i need more than ever to hear a kind word
with every passing day

but the more i see the more i feel the more i need to know for sure
what is real every passing day
and the more i see the more i feel the more i need to know for sure
what is real what is real

and from the pavement flowers grow
from the shadows children play
i'm feeling stronger in my heart i know
with every passing day