Win a Great Fight

Wrapped in a good life,

Wrapped in a bad life.

Sometimes we don't know 

how to stop the strife.

Swallowed in faith,

Swallowed in confusion.

Sometimes we don't know

how to stop the illusion.

Contortions of this,

Contortions of that.

Will we ever stop 

acting like deranged rats?

We think what we feel,

We feel what we must.

Will we ever get to

have any trust?

Feeling love,

Feeling pain.

It seems to be a

never ending rain.

But in the light,

But in the dark,

We see the

endless moving apart.

When will we stop?

When will we remember?

The good times, the bad,

all the times together?

When is enough?

When are we through?

When will we stop

this never-ending brew?

Of lie's?

Of treachery?

These thing's, and more, run

through all our history.

I don't know I like it.

I don't know I care,

for deceitfulness, crimes,

it should all be there.

But with the good,

But with the bad.

We all live here together

so don't you be sad.

So raise up your arms,

So raise up your voice.

We can all be in it together;

it's our singular choice.

Do what you can.

Do what you might.

But I think we all

can win a great fight.