The Nature of Things
While I'm waiting on good-times
I'm putting the world to rights
And thinking how good it would be
You're standing on high ground
Maybe morally fine ground
But that don't cut it with me
I'm shouting in whispers
Falling on deaf ears
Why can't you hear me
You lurk in shadows
Plant hate where the fear grows
But no you ain't shaking me
Standing around with our heads in the sand
with our eyes to the ground, ignoring the sound
Well that's the nature of things
But you don't fool me
Walking around with our feet trussed and bound
with our tongue tied and twisted, we never resisted
Well that's the nature of things
But you don't fool me
Well time can't keep secrets
The truth of a lie waits
The time and place to break free
So I'll wait on my sunshine
While you fall from your high ground
Because, no, you don't convince me.
Standing around with our heads in the sand
with our eyes to the ground, ignoring the sound
Well that's the nature of things
But you don't fool me
Walking around with our feet trussed and bound
with our tongue tied and twisted, we never resisted
Well that's the nature of things
But you don't fool me