crying shame

It's such a tired game
Will it ever stop?
How will this all play out
Upside out of my mouth?

By now we should know
How to communicate instead of coming to blows
We're on a roll
And there ain't no stopping us now
We're burning under control
Isn't it strange how
We're all burning under the same sun
By now we say its a war for peace
Its the same old game
But do we really want to play?
We could close our eyes its still there
We could say its us against them
We can try but nobody wins
Gravity has got a hold on us all
We try to put it out
But it's a growing flame
Using fear as fuel
Burning down our name
And it wont take too long
Cause words all burn the same
And who we gonna blame now?

And oh, It's such a crying
crying
crying shame
It's such a crying
crying
crying shame
It's such a crying
crying
crying shame
shame
shame

By now it's beginning to show
A number of people are numbers who ain't coming home
I can close my eyes it's still there
Close my mind be alone
I could close my heart and not care
But gravity has got a hold on us all
It's a terrific price to pay
But in the true sense of the word
Are we using what we've learned?
In the true sense of the word
Are we losing what we were?

Its such a tired game
Will it ever stop?
Is not for me to say
And is it in our blood?
Or is it just our fate?
And how will this all play out
Upside out of my mouth
And who we gonna blame?
On and on..

It's such a crying
crying
crying shame

It's such a crying
crying
crying shame

It's such a crying
crying
crying shame
shame
shame

_jack johnson

the collective amount of shit i've been through in my 20 years of existence are nothing compared to that of a year in this man's life. he's my grandfather, a man who i've met once but 15 years ago.

the things this man has gone through, most notably during the vietnam war, would drive many to insanity. and it's not just himself, but two nations that were dragged through the blender. lost daughters, sons, brothers, sisters.. for a cause that no one understood, that, in the end, confused more than it clarified.

and yet, we're at it again, decades later. history is like my playlist, set on repeat..