Come back to town. Bring your darn ukelele! We don't care anymore! - Pete Seeger

To everything (turn, turn, turn) There is a season (turn, turn, turn) And a time for every purpose under heaven.

This machine surrounds hate and forces it to surrender.

Once upon a time, wasn’t singing a part of everyday life as much as talking, physical exercise, and religion? Our distant ancestors, wherever they were in this world, sang while pounding grain, paddling canoes, or walking long journeys. Can we begin to make our lives once more all of a piece? Finding the right songs and singing them over and over is a way to start. And when one person taps out a beat, while another leads into the melody, or when three people discover a harmony they never knew existed, or a crowd joins in on a chorus as though to raise the ceiling a few feet higher, then they also know there is hope for the world.