morals

[ceramiclifestyl]

for a second, it was wrong
climb into my bitter shade
and you'll see I was one
a chance so many forbade

nights change by choice
for the weak and strong
fire and smoke, snow and ice
in the street, is it so wrong

people have to believe long
seconds don't make a culture
for brains without brawn
there are risks to conquer

in this world of maniacs
baseball bats, blood-stained lawn
giant Paul with his ax
would rather hum a song

we are all stories you have not heard
we only want someone to know who we were

standing up opens a box
people and their version of right
jesus fights, mountain walks
the grey in black and white

tightropes and manly might
hold close, if not you'll die
of terror and fright
keep near and I'll show you why

love, hate, family, fists
they're just words, light
oh please don't let it come to this

who wants to fight
the boys just feeling their jock
the fugitive who doesn't want to get caught
the desperate people without thought
the misguided have what evil wrought

we are all stories you have not heard
we only want someone to know who we were