The Lens

You taught me to distrust them with that cold look in your eyes You told me not to love them but I knew that wasn't right You were wronged, wronged How could I have ignored the way they mistreated you back then to find you here trying to clear your head of all these misconceptions She wants to be alone for now, at least until she finds a better way to take the days one minute at a time Now she's gone, gone from the stealing eyes that run these streets, she's back in her hometown I figured I'd returned to mine by now, but I know i'll come around They don't seem to notice things that I can't hold inside but it makes the days okay when we can drink and smile It's been a long, long road down which we've stumbled and I've used more crutches than times I've been an honest friend, and to them I’ll be forever in debt Where have I been And should I even try to go back home I feel the wind pushing me pulling me around rattling my bones Now my nightmares outweigh any bouts of confidence I try not to doubt the thought of looking through the lens of song, song to find out why the days and nights have us in this tug of war and what the hell are we still fighting for with fingertips grown sore from fighting blind to stop the wheels of time from running this poor boy out of line Were they right, should I have tried to keep face in their game Our parents taught that we all ought to respond well to shame but we're strong, we are strong in knowing there's no one to blame but us and we can't love if we throw each other underneath the bus for the blunders of our mothers and the blood-run laws of vengeful fathers this pedigree of lies has blinded you and me alike well here's to hoping time will shed some light Wohoho...