Lessons

I see the truth
Even here
In the lies of the city

It comes for me
With its hands out
When I can handle it the least

When the madness has consumed me
And I've mistaken it for my nature
And I have given myself over to the things that leave me weak

Each day I wake with the fury
To change things
But with each hour that passes that fury subsides

I've cramped myself in to such tight little boxes
I hope that I live
But I'm not sure this is life

I've seen the lions turn to cubs
And I've seen the hunters turn to prey
The lessons will come again tomorrow
If they're not learned today

I have seen the lions turn to cubs
And I have seen the hunters turn to prey
The lessons will come again tomorrow
If they're not learned today

All things are singing
Life is a chorus
It all gets so deafening sometimes

Exhausted, my ears have grown numb to the
Song in all things

But sunlight on water
Kissing at the bus stop in the rain
Or the wind through my fingers when I raise my palms in the dark
It sings to the parts that are still wild, still untamed

I thought I'd learnt my lesson once
I learned it 'til it thumped my head to numbness
Yearning it would let me rest

And then I learned it more
I learned it again
And then, just when I thought I had it done

I found myself
Mid-mistake
Realising I'd not yet begun

I have seen the lions turn to cubs
And I have seen the hunters turn to prey
Our lessons will come again tomorrow
If they're not learned today

I've seen the lions turn to cubs
And I have seen the hunters turn to prey
The lessons will come again tomorrow
'Cause they weren't learnt today

You would think
That over time
Our lessons would be learned

But time and time again we find
Our lessons have returned

And even though we've sworn
Repent and promised
No repeat

We find ourselves back here again
With the same old ragged drum to beat

Saying "How many times must we be shown
The outcome of the pattern?"

"How many times must we be shown
The outcome of the pattern?"