"Kind"
If I wasn’t here, I’d be strummin’
Now that I’m here, I’m destined for hummin'
And thinkin’ I’ve got my own problems
Passing people singing “why don’t you solve them?”
Kind
I really do miss your kind
Kind, kind, kind
Unkind to me, unkind to me
I kind of want to be kind
Only if you don’t mind
Treat you fine and gentle
I miss your sentimental side
Treat ya fine, incidentally unkind
Just passing by, don’t hit rewind
Walk faster, you won’t measure up
Talk to the Master who wills you good luck
Pray harder, pray longer
Don’t be so simple
But think with your mind
If only you’d be so kind
Avoid eye contact
Stab ya in the back
Hurried along without tact
Sorry for the lack
Of concern on my behalf
Expect to be blown away
God does it His own way
Such pain in comfort
I don’t support
You can’t afford it, sir
Average any day tour
Elaborate gestures
The words sever
The ties broken
Harsh words spoken
Don’t worry
Just hurry
Enjoy the time
When you find
The Kind
