Better Days

A gunshot rings across the waves
Like a hard slap to your face
When your hearts ripped open wide
It’s hard to see the other side

There’s a mother cryin’ 
Another son dying
Black and blue – it’s all the same

You can change 
Or you can find someone to blame  
But pointing fingers never ease your pain
You can fight
Set fire to the night
An eye for eye only makes us blind
Time to practice what we pray
Here’s to better days

Pictures painted on the tube
Hard to tell what is the truth
They can spin it how they like
Building wide the great divide

There’s a preacher singing
The politicians dig in
Black and blue – it’s all a game

You can change 
Or you can find someone to blame  
But pointing fingers never ease your pain
You can fight
Set fire to the night
An eye for eye only makes us blind
Time to practice what we pray
Here’s to better days

Aren’t you tired
How they conspire
To fan the flames?
We’re all in this
Without forgiveness
We’ll never find a way

You can change 
Or you can find someone to blame  
But pointing fingers never ease your pain
You can fight
Set fire to the night
An eye for eye only makes us blind
Time to practice what we pray
Here’s to better days