Only A Song

May 24, 2011 § Leave a comment

Lord knows we all feel like this sometimes.

I wouldn’t make a sound if I wasn’t so angry.
I wouldn’t be run’n if it wasn’t so far to go.
I wouldn’t keep on if there wasn’t something worth keepin’.
I want to believe that this mountain can be moved.
But this is only a song, it can’t change the world.

I get a little scared when I’m driving through the ghetto.
There’s a part of me that wants to hide, there’s a part of me that wants to move in.
Cuz even though I, I grew up in the suburbs
I didn’t really grow until I learned how so many others lived.
But this is only a song, it can’t change the world.

I’m digging, digging deep in myself
But who needs a shovel when you have a little boy like mine.
This ain’t the world that I want to give him
People racing around in cars and cities you cant even walk across.
But this is only a song, it can’t change the world.

I been thinkin’ about providence and craving a root beer float.
I didn’t make these rules but it’s come time for us to row this boat.
And on the horizon, I see windmills sprouting up in rows.
There’s young folks farming and a few that’re gonna vote.
But this is only a song, it can’t change the world.

So I try, why even sing at all?
I picture the Harlem Globetrotters dancing like mosquitos with a basketball.
Cuz there is beauty in freedom.
And folks like me, came over on boats, flew in on planes, crawled under fences, and fought wars, just to find a place to be free.
But this is only a song, it can’t change the world.
This is only a song, it can’t change the world.
This is only a song, it can’t change the world.

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