Have you ever looked out on the street and found your eyes meet a scene with
two strangers, caught up real deep and someone gets beaten up?
But that’s all we know
And you remember the last time you planned to stay and give something back,
to light up a day but it was much too easy to walk away?
Well that’s all we know
My best friend is breaking in two and this time it’s up to me to be there — and
straight away too — but maybe not quite today
And that’s all we know
And sometimes I find it so awkward that we’d rather want to write than to talk
because now even when we walk we just type away
But that’s all we know
And it was really not so far back when they didn’t know what to eat but instead
we throw it all out and now it is piling up
But that’s all we know
And isn’t it a shame we got used to things on the news where all we can see is
war and abuse and kids, dead on the beach?
But that’s all we know
I’m tossing, turning, it is hard to rest when your mind is out there trying to
be the best
What’s the point in always looking for the truth when you don’t understand
what’s right in front of you?
If I’m being honest I’m a hypocrite: I try to be myself, yet I don’t give a shit
I’m trying hard to change, I really want it so
But now is not the time, I gotta go
Have you ever looked out on the street and found your eyes meet a scene with
two strangers, caught up real deep and someone gets beaten up?