(no subject)
How many lies can you hear?
Before truth comes bleeding out your ears?
How many roads will take me home?
If my home isn't right here?
How many skeletons can you fit inside
Your closet of fears?
How many loves can I call my own?
If they all end in tears?
How many people need to die?
Before the cause is great enough to care?
How many ways can you turn your blind eye?
And how close do you need to be before it's there?
What will it take for us to realise
That the world's not too small to share?
What do you think makes us fight
For land and sand that only brings despair?
Where will we go when our lands are stripped?
If Nuclear winters laid them bare?
Is it worth the sting of the whip
To say you conquered the other's share?
Do you think God created the Earth
But left only one place in his care?
Do you think when we've undone this dirt
We might just disappear?
Anyone who can't see the Dylan influence is blinder than my rage. Rage that you don't know shit about music.