Thus I Wrote

I see you’re on the phone
Trying to forget that you’re alone
You’re in your distraction zone
But that’s not good living
You can’t see what’s real
You can’t process what you feel
Will these wounds ever heal?
What advice should I be giving?

Oh oh oh
I’ve faith in the future coming
If we get up and stand up
If we hit hard and keep running

They talk about differences between
To describe a future they’ve seen
But I can see through that screen
Through the insults they’re saying
I hate this nasty stuff
It doesn’t mean they’re tough
I wanna call their bluff
Their lying patriotism and praying

Oh oh oh
I’ve faith in the future coming
If we get up and stand up
If we hit hard and keep running

They look for an enemy
They like lying simplicity
But life is real complexity
They don’t like a different point of view
They push their ideology
Like some radical theology
And they give no apology
For the division sown between me and you

Oh oh oh
I’ve faith in the future coming
If we get up and stand up
If we hit hard and keep running