Long Ways Left

There’s an old man screaming at a young mother next to me
She steps in between him and her child instinctively
She didn’t ask to come under this fire
Riding on a subway car shouldn’t draw this kind of ire

I told her I was sorry after he got off the train
She said “Sometimes it happens and…It’s ok.”
But I know and she knows that it’s not
Add it to the list of things that somehow we forgot

We all get our wounds that just won’t heal
We all get our scars we know
Nobody else can feel
So much we thought by now that we’d outgrow
But we’ve still got a long ways, a long ways left to go

There’s arms locked across a road and tension in the air
They’ve all lost so much and still nobody seems to care
They’ve all been called anarchists and frauds
They’ve been called most everything except a child of God

We all get our wounds that just won’t heal
We all get our scars we know
Nobody else can feel
So much we thought by now that we’d outgrow
But we’ve still got a long ways, a long ways left to go

The long arc of history
Bends, they say, to justice
But it takes its time

There’s a pair of tired eyes staring out into the distance
Where they thought they were heading to didn’t look a damn thing like this
They never saw their bridges burning bright
Until the day began to die and they lit up the falling night

We all get our wounds that just won’t heal
We all get our scars we know
Nobody else can feel
So much we thought by now that we’d outgrow
But we’ve still got a long ways, a long ways left to go

A Beautiful Prison

You said your life is your own
But is it?
All the stories you told
Did anybody listen?
Everything that you’ve known
Now it’s gone do you miss it?

In a beautiful prison
And there’s no way home
You’re surrounded by strangers
Who number you as their own

They watch you stare out to sea
A mystery
Every face in the street
Says you just need convincing
All they want from you is peace
But you can’t stop resisting

In a beautiful prison
And there’s no way home
You’re surrounded by strangers
Who number you as their own

They’ll be, they’ll be, they’ll be seeing you

Disappear
Disappear into the crowd
You’re just one of the crowd
You’ll see, you’ll see
You’re just one of the crowd
You’ll see, you’ll see…
But you’re not one of the crowd
And maybe they’ll see…

In a beautiful prison
And there’s no way home
You’re surrounded by strangers
But still you’re always your own…

The War in Me

The mask I wear, I wear for you
So afraid of what you’d do
If you saw me for all in all
All my scars, and all my flaws

The war, the war you see in me
The moments I can’t breathe
I try to hide all this darkness inside
And keep it behind a façade, but it’s destined to break
And that’s a chance I just have to take

When the lights are turned this way
It always feels like somebody’s mistake
Another day and all its doubts
How long, I wonder, will I live under this cloud?

The war, the war you see in me
The moments I can’t breathe
I try to hide all this darkness inside
And keep it behind a façade, but it’s destined to break
And that’s a chance I just have to take

And I know that I’m hardly alone
In search water among these dry bones
In the dark, you say it’s all right
But how, I wonder, would it be in the light?

We are none of us a masterpiece
Just works in progress still