Throw a pebble in the lake and watch the ripples grow Bursting like a flower in the midstream Try some wild guesses about the changes you have made In the daily lives of sleepy, sunken fishes And thus the time will come All the people singing Fifty thousand people A hundred million people Together Standing in the kitchen or smiling on the street Around you all the radios receiving In a survey taken recently of babies at their birth Seven out of ten were tuned to smiling And thus the time will come All the people singing Fifty thousand people A hundred million people Together Must be something there But I don't know, and what is more, I don't care You'll never change a thing Too few of us, too many of them But no, the faces are beginning to show And the hands are beginning to reach out to each other Together A thousand pebbles tumbling at the bottom of a stream A thousand babies smilling in the sunshine A thousand years of weeping at the altar of a dream A thousand years of blind young soldiers dying And thus the time will come All the people singing Fifty thousand people A hundred million people Together