The World’s at a Loss

I think the world is great
All this worry, all this hate
Seems to echo round my ears
Eyes alert, the pain seers

Okay so it isn’t perfect
So many joys and all are suspect
As we made them
God save them

The world is running far
The batteries run low
Place all your hopes in a falling star
Until to paradise we shall go

**not a clue where to place this**