History's Page

Gather 'round and lend an ear, the news is on the wire Another day, another year, feeding the same old fire The ink is fresh, the screens are bright, but the story's old as stone 'Bout the seeds of power and the seeds of blight, and the harvest we have grown. In a hall of stone in Manhattan town, a chapter reached its close A powerful man in a paper crown, facing the thorns of a rose Thirty-four times the count was read, a verdict for the age While the pundits argued what was said, the ink just filled the page. Oh, the headlines shout, the wires they sing

Of the troubles of a modern king But it's the same old tale on a different stage Just another line on history's page. Meanwhile the sky turned angry green, down Texas way and east A wicked wind, a fearsome scene, a terrible, wild beast It tore the roofs from sleeping homes, it scattered hopes like dust Reminding us what truly roams beyond our laws and trust. And while a ship called Starliner flew, a long-delayed ascent With a hopeful, patient, waiting crew, on a heavenly mission sent

Down here below we count the cost, of gasoline and bread Another dream, another soul lost, trying to get ahead. Oh, the headlines shout, the wires they sing Of the fury of a coming spring But it's the same old tale on a different stage Just another line on history's page. Some reach for stars, some stand in court, some brace against the gale Some find their journey cut too short, some live to tell the tale And the storyteller just plucks a string, and watches the sun descend

Knowing tomorrow's news will bring the story without end. Oh, the headlines shout, the wires they sing For the human heart in everything And it's the same old tale on a different stage Just another line on history's page.