This Is Us
The morning paper's on the table with its comic strips and gloom
While the fire burns out gently on the far side of the room
I think of all the stories, the dramas of the day
Then toss them on the fire, to watch them burn away
And as the smoke is rising from the ashes in the hearth
I ask myself this question, How have I played a part?
Through all the machinations
The glory and the loss
This is me, this is you
This is us
We may be lost in lonely darkness or found in some new flame
Caught up in a wave of strong belief or wallowing in shame
We're the sea of our humanity, we curse and we caress
We're the lofty expectations that end in something less
We're the painful tears of anguish or pure unbridled joy
We're the laughter of that little girl or bouncing little boy
We're the ones who leave our homeland through fear or flickering hope
We're the ones who face the dawning day wondering how we'll cope
We're the hopeful and the hopeless
The calmness and the fuss
This is me, this is you
This is us
We're the mistakes that we have made in vain
Then carried on all the same
We're the ones who smile, the ones who frown,
The ones who build, then tear it down
We're the us who walk this planet,
The us who breathe this air
The us who love who we will love,
Who care or do not care
From the verdant living forests
To the barren piles of dust
This is me, this is you
This is us
We're the oppressed and the oppressors, the arrogant, the kind
The ones who measure out each word or rant out of our minds
We're the hundreds of thousands who take to the street
We're the chubby little toddlers the first time on their feet
We're the ones who fall to weakness, who choose to walk away
We're the ones who find the inner strength to face it all and stay
On the endless sands of caring
Through the flowing tides of trust
This is me, this is you
This is us
While the fire burns out gently on the far side of the room
I think of all the stories, the dramas of the day
Then toss them on the fire, to watch them burn away
And as the smoke is rising from the ashes in the hearth
I ask myself this question, How have I played a part?
Through all the machinations
The glory and the loss
This is me, this is you
This is us
We may be lost in lonely darkness or found in some new flame
Caught up in a wave of strong belief or wallowing in shame
We're the sea of our humanity, we curse and we caress
We're the lofty expectations that end in something less
We're the painful tears of anguish or pure unbridled joy
We're the laughter of that little girl or bouncing little boy
We're the ones who leave our homeland through fear or flickering hope
We're the ones who face the dawning day wondering how we'll cope
We're the hopeful and the hopeless
The calmness and the fuss
This is me, this is you
This is us
We're the mistakes that we have made in vain
Then carried on all the same
We're the ones who smile, the ones who frown,
The ones who build, then tear it down
We're the us who walk this planet,
The us who breathe this air
The us who love who we will love,
Who care or do not care
From the verdant living forests
To the barren piles of dust
This is me, this is you
This is us
We're the oppressed and the oppressors, the arrogant, the kind
The ones who measure out each word or rant out of our minds
We're the hundreds of thousands who take to the street
We're the chubby little toddlers the first time on their feet
We're the ones who fall to weakness, who choose to walk away
We're the ones who find the inner strength to face it all and stay
On the endless sands of caring
Through the flowing tides of trust
This is me, this is you
This is us
Credits
Writer(s): Gary Poole
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.