A slip of the tongue
Words you think you shouldn’t say
“They won’t listen anyway”, you say
As you head to the front of the line
In uniforms standing, wondering if the sun would ever shine
We fought too much to see the reality
An eye for an eye, at the least the vacation is free
All the lines drawn, all the films made
All the stories told, all the work you paid
Has gone for bickering
All along, two sides of the same coin
We were too naïve to know the difference
That there was no difference
A drunken mayor in the headlines
The word on the street, it’s a decoy
When really he’s just one of us
It worked well; his name is on everyone’s lips
While they continue to draw the eclipse
To make you believe the news is news
When the real story is kept under wraps
Otherwise the revolt might break the glass
A slip of the mind
Dancing shadows on the wall
We can do so much better than this
Since a soft landing won’t break the fall
For ignorance is not bliss
Knowing makes an easy target
But think of what you might miss
Without truth’s liberating kiss