Got to Be a Better Way
Take a look around my friend. It seems our time of peace has come now to an end. This sudden tragedy has been left right at our feet. Now we must tolerate adversity. We could sit around all day and not do a thing. But I can’t tell you the happiness that will bring. Point the finger no more my friend. Let all these boundaries and these lines come to an end. Tell me what good will be if we just go on fighting. There’s got to be a better way. We judge the rest and give them names and say there not like us. Who are they and who are we and tell me what’s the fuss. We draw a line and say that’s where the good and bad reside. You point at me and tell me son to pick a side. To choose the killing of an Afghan girl or a young white boy. I choose none and you’ll choose one and then you will deploy.
Broken Down
Hear me now, I don’t want no miscommunication. You always tell me how I don’t show enough appreciation. I’m trying to emphasize all my care for you. I don’t want to hear no more how your feeling blue. Cause I know sometimes I might slip up and let you down. I’m trying to apologize for all those times I made you frown. Let me break this down for you. Cause I think it’s plain to see. There’s no time for arguing. Cause it’s you I want and you I need. How I fear you might runaway sometime. It stabs me in the heart to think you would not be mine. Sensitivity is my middle name. Being jealous is my game. My love for you is like a sponge so saturated. I want this to be clear and not disseminated. I’ve been searching for awhile for that girl who’s gonna make me smile. Every morning I’m aware she’s around and she cares.
Look Around
Every time I look around, Every time I look around. All I see are tears running down from a child. You’ll just sit there and you stare, with your feet up you don’t care. And others live in what you’d call your worst nightmare. Kids are dying everyday, hunger, starvation , they won’t stray. You’d rather eat your heart away. I’ve got news for you my friend, this real it is not a scam. Others fight death in what you’d call a far land. Try and open up your eyes, you can take off that disguise. And reach your hand to all their lonely eyes. The world is blind all we reap is benefit. No one cares so we’ll go on like this. You’ll take for granted all your ways, can’t get enough you want a raise. You’ve got more then they could dream in all their days. Oppression’s got them by the head, most of their mothers have been dead. You’d rather fill your pocket to the top instead. Your hands are stained in blood so red, such tears or hopelessness they shed. I don’t know how you sleep so comfortably in your bed. You think that you can get on by, no one will notice all your crimes. They will come back to you when it becomes your time.
Take A Stand
Some might tell you that all is fine and all is well. They just don’t realize we live in a lighter hell. Each day goes by and they can say that they are free. But nonetheless I say they have no dignity. Perhaps it’s them I cannot blame it’s only ignorance. Let me enlighten you and wake you from this trance. Across the sea and what seems so many miles away. The world is living and they’re struggling day by day. Wake up and look on to the sky. Look to find some inner strength to make you want to try. See that they’re in need of his and your helping hand. For them to live a better life you’ve got to take a stand. Sientate y escucha lo que digo. No mentiro todo es verdad me amigo. Cada dia que empujo la tele. Hay problemas y mi cordzon me duele. Sus pistolas todavia estan calientes. Continuan montando a toda la gente. Que tu dices, no importa ati? No te influye to estas feliz.
The Erasing of a People
The days go on and on and they will reach their end. The sun will set and then another begins. The water’s rising and we begin to vie. This competition between man and earth will never die. You can colonize and take their land away. You push them out because your living for today. When’s it gonna ever close? When will all this bitterness and greed come to it’s repose? Can there be a way to mend. These burdens and these hidden truths that burn my mind until no end? The concoctions there waiting to be found. You come right in and then you’ll burn it down to the ground. You’re a monster with your mouth so open wide. You’ll never be full, you’ll never be satisfied. Lost generations bow down to your feet. You keep on seeking until your quest is so complete. I don’t know, I can’t say, what will be, but we’ll find a way.
No Fault
Mothers, husbands, fathers and children too. How could you have done this, what have they done to you? You think you’ve shown some kind of nationalistic bravery. But how is killing the innocent helping your country? We don’t want to have any trouble, we don’t want to fight. All we want to do is join our hands, we must unite. Here we are together living on one common earth. We’ve got no time to kill each other, use your time for what its worth. Now just look what you’ve done. You choose to use the gun. Thousands dead in your name. Now who are we to blame? Eye for an eye leaves the world blind, this all just seems so true. Watch us repeat our history, this is what we’ll do. I pity those who suffer consequences for your acts. They will go on dieing and crying while you remain still masked. You can run and hide and plan your next attach. This solutions peace pollution, what’s the use in that. Harmony is what we want and harmony we’ll get. We just can’t go on like this, we have our minds so set.
Just Say So
What’s that you said that you’ve been telling me? I can’t quite hear you cause your speaking too softly. I might sit here and I’ll preach to you. You bob your head and the message might go right through. This propaganda that you’re hearing so daily. Gives you comfort since the day that you were a baby. Hear the news and let the epiphany strike your face. Raise your fist and come join against the masquerade. All the days, I’m walking through the corridor, I here these slurs I’ll take them and throw them out the door. Even if it’s just a little bit that you might care. Stand up tall and speak up, it’s you I dare. Years of comatose and lost priorities. It matters not for it’s just the majority. It’s not domestic, not in your living room, help now, speak up, cause it might be soon. Four score and seven years ago. It all went down in your backyard. Centuries gone by and nothing seems to have changed, it still exists although it may be far. Genocide and oppression is what I’m talking about. Children fight and die, it’s not a one man bout. Our generation’s duty is to write the wrong, Rwanda and Mexico it’s been happening for so long. Every man has got the right to his own destiny, the right to speak, the right to grow, and to live happily. I’m not trying to tell you how to live. I’m just giving you advice. While you sit there staring at the wall. The count is lost and so many have died.
Next Bus Ride
I should have known that this is how it would come. I spent those nights so blindly, lost in your perfection. Now I’ll wake from this dream only to find a nightmare. I just wanna go back now to sleep. I’ll take all the pain that it brings for it can’t out weigh the pleasure of all the time with you. So much more will be needed to keep me from you. Then a few short miles, I’ll walk them in one day. I’m not capsized and there is still hope ahead. No need for anguish, but bouncy instead. Eighteen years is early for this mess. The clouds can’t hold forever overhead. I was told that you can’t run from the wind, but face the music and trim your sail and keep on going. I’m aware that it’s a dangerous place, but I’ll take my chances. And see you in the gorgeous bay state. To get me through all those nights. I’ll play the motion pictures of your face over in my head. The problem is that I can’t get through this alone. I’ll pull my weight if you agree to pull your own. I’ll take those letters soaked in tears and hang them out to dry. That shirt so stained with your scent. I will keep it always by my side. Don’t lose sight so blurred by all those around you that bring good times. Before you know I’ll make my trip and be there on the next bus ride.
