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?"