Dreamers & Runaways

So much undone
But we packed her car
“Maybe I’ll come back”
She said with a bitter laugh

But we’re still here
You and I, you and I
Our story still unfolding here
Among the fault lines

Los Angeles
A siren’s song
For dreamers and for runaways
Beckoned by Pacific waves
But everyday
It all goes wrong
For waitresses and millionaires
Who disappear into the desert air

Broken glass
Ground into
The sidewalk gleams
Like so many buried dreams

But we’re still here
You and I, you and I
Like flames on the mountains
And haze in the sky

Los Angeles
A siren’s song
For dreamers and for runaways
Beckoned by Pacific waves
But everyday
It all goes wrong
For waitresses and millionaires
Who disappear into the desert air

We’re still here you and I, you and I…

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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…