Another Lesson Never Learned

Come gather 'round and lend an ear, the news is on the wire Two old men will take the stage, to fan a fading fire Down in Atlanta's summer haze, the nation holds its breath To hear the same old arguments of life and tax and death They'll draw their lines upon the sand, with words as sharp as stones While the land outside just groans and sighs and rattles in its bones

The headlines roll like thunder, the ink is barely dry A new day's trouble's born beneath an ancient, weary sky From Washington to the western sea, the wheel just turns and turns Another page, another age, another lesson never learned The court has spoken from on high, in robes of black and gray And what was banned just yesterday is now allowed to stay

A piece of steel, a rapid fire, the argument runs deep 'Bout the promises a country has and the ones it just can't keep The ghosts of old debates arise, a question in the air 'Bout the price of feeling safe at home and the burdens we all share The headlines roll like thunder, the ink is barely dry A new day's trouble's born beneath an ancient, weary sky

From Washington to the western sea, the wheel just turns and turns Another page, another age, another lesson never learned And the sun beats down, a hammer blow, from coast to shining coast The heat dome settles on the land, a silent, shimmering ghost The asphalt melts, the rivers shrink, the air is thick with plight As if the Earth itself is tired of our endless, human fight

The headlines roll like thunder, the ink is barely dry A new day's trouble's born beneath an ancient, weary sky From Washington to the western sea, the wheel just turns and turns Another page, another age, another lesson never learned