Parable

In these times some gifts are vindictive But creativity will never be submissive Built up strength and a baby was born She wore her mama's face and she carried it all her own Tools of abuse beat schools of thought Systematic indifference to the joy that you've brought A crown of thorns, a broken down thrown Picked up all the pieces, built something of her own She says life's too hard for these everyday martyrs I think I'm gonna cry From joy or sorrow I can't quite decide Life's easy if you don't ask why Dance on the canvas, just make your message clear Interpret the permanence of ever changing tears We weep and we grow We reap what we've sown Diggin' deep between the lines to find a meaning all our own Some mysteries are better left undetected Stolen histories never resurrected When all that dirt turns us into stone The statues that are carved won't resemble us at all She says life's too long, it keeps draggin' on I'm wondering when I'm gonna die But life's too short and I ain't got the time To think about a thing like time So plant a seed and let's see what springs up there No chance in Hell but we've gotta start somewhere Try to find a place we can call our home That feeling starts inside, and we carry it all our own Small victories and setbacks all the same Where the flashin' lights direct you just head the other way You never asked to be born but you were, and you face it all alone But a helpin' hand with a heavy heart, you won't have to carry it all your own She says life's all shit and you just can't win No matter how hard you try But it keeps me amused I learn more when I lose So keep that look in your eye Keep that fire alive Keep that spark inside Look up to the sky