Shook Ones No Bucket
We were told to pick a side
Between two worlds I can't abide
We were guaranteed bad results this time
File on these family ties
How could we expect to find that finest line
Given the choice of a cannonball or the stone? I can't decide
(I) I can't decide
Control I barely hold of my own life
Told to step aside
The wheels are rolling and she'll be fine
Kin I used to know, barely recognize
Hope's light is not so bright
A mother caught between the pull of cemented stubborn minds
In this war, it feels like what we want is the war
With equal parts, savior and spite
Does anyone else see this path heading for zero-sum?
This stone won't get your attention
No stone can help turn the head of a man this blind
For once could you just dial the phone for her while she can say “hi.”
Still say hi
Our last real conversation
Was wasted in frustration of forced points
And now our conversations are just forced
