Shadows & Bars

The commentator calls the game
Doesn't know the rules
The adolescent hides his shame
Pretending to be cool
The politician holds his tongue
Leader of the fools
We're fools

Behind the shadows of the bars
I can't tell for sure
Behind the shadows of the bars
Vision becomes blurred

Why should I care
If another hypocrite pedantic cannot see
Why should I care
If a thousand rules are broken simultaneously
Why should I care
If my bones are broken in the metal cages
Why should I care
In a place of mimes and strings and styles and stages

Why should I care
With mindless crash-test dummies driving me to madness
Why should I care
And propaganda papers selling badness
Why should I care
They're trapped behind the lines written in sand
Why should I care
With pales and shovels trying to gain the upper hand

Handing out anything not unsure
We're sure

Behind the shadows of the bars
I can't tell for sure
Behind the shadows of the bars
Vision becomes blurred

And you will find me in the night
And you will find me in the night
And you will find me in the night
Separating darkness from the light



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Blake
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