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Ain't No Reason

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Ain't No Reason

There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they've always been and they ain't seem to stay
I can't explain why we live this way
We do it everyday

Preachers on the podium speaking the saints
Prophets on the sidewalk begging for change
Old ladies laugh from the fire escape
Cursing my name

I got a basket full of (something) and they always taste the same
I wonder if the pigeon with the broken wing
You could spend you whole life working for something
Just to have it taken away

People walk around pushing back their desks
Wearing paychecks like necklaces and bracelets
Talking about nothing,not thinking about death
Every little heartbeat every little breath

People walk a tight rope on a razor's edge
Carried in their hurt and hatred and their weapons
It could be a bomb,or a bullet or a pin
Or a thought,or a word,or a sentence

There ain't no reason why things are this way
It's how they've always been and they ain't seem to stay
I dont't know why i say the things i say
But i say them anyway

Love will come set me free
Love will come set me free
I do believe
Love will come set me free
I know it will
Love will come set me free

Prison walls still standing tall
Some things never change at all
Keep on building prisons gonna fill them all
Keep on building bombs gonna drop them all

Working your fingers bare to the bone
Breaking your back make yourself useful
Laugh along, it's filled with cold
Suffocating slow

The wind blows wild and i may move
But politicians lie and i am not fool
You dont need no razor nor a three-piece suit
To argue the truth

The air on my skin, in the world and under my toes
Laborers stitched them to the fabric of my clothes
Chaos and commotion wherever i go
Love i try to follow

Love will come set me free
Love will come set me free
I do believe
Love will come set me free
I know it will
Love will come set me free

There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they've always been and they ain't seem to stay
I can't explain why we live this way
We do it everyday

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