Everything now is blowing in the wind

How many roads must a man walk down,
Before you call him a man?
Yes, and how many seas must a white dove sail,
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, and how many times must a cannon ball fly,
Before they're forever banned?

The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist,
Before it is washed to the sea?
Yes, and how many years can some people exist,
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head,
And pretend that he just doesn't see?

The answer my friend is blowing in the wind,
The answer is blowing in the wind.

How many times must a man look up,
Before he sees the sky?
Yes, and how many ears must one man have,
Before he can hear people cry ?
Yes, and how many deaths will it take till we know,
That too many people have died?

Blowing in the wind - Bob Dylan