LIFE TO LEAD

One man rests whilst
another man fights to the death
in a town neglected by the west
whilst a boy with a head full of fear
catches shells in a nation not conquered in years

i, sit on a bench,
feeling broken and diminished.
cursing every penny wasted,
every drink i couldn't finish.

this city's at its limits,
these cramped conditions
seem to be dampening spirits

i personify the sun and sky
each moment that it hits me,
every sentence is a city

and in a world made of words
this one is full of bad grammar,
don't be taken in
by the romance and the glamour

people gathered to be hammered
screaming "death from above"
can't you see the middle ground
has been stolen from us?
in a world where the war speaks more
than the scornful voice of its tragic victim

we've all got a life to lead
how long will it take till we get what we need

it's a sign of the time when a kid
can't be hid from a truth that exists
she gave me a glimpse and it nearly
made me believe the oasis exists

it's a sign of the time when a
tablets a shortcut to bliss
i'm just waiting for your name to become meaningless

it's a sign of the time when a
kid helps to smash up the
street where he lives
they say he's got no voice
but that don't bother him
boredom landed him in trouble (geezer's need excitement)
but that got smashed in a flash
with the glass under feet
that had fell to the street
and when the days complete
it was at least a release
and he could feel his heart beat beating,
singing

we've all got a life to lead
how long will it take till we get what we need

well this ain't how the story ends
when there's no telling enemies from friends
mistrust breeds mistrust and they don't give a fuck
about a causal connection if the head-lines up

reason is down on its knees,
blaming the symptom for the disease,
you can believe what you want,
that's fine, if you know it ain't real