So many times
|
I've been fooling myself
|
It's a hard hand to play
|
Falls on nobody else
|
|
Those in the city
|
Reaching out to grab hold
|
Of something they've only heard about
|
And never been shown
|
|
Who do you turn to and what do you say?
|
When she's got the power and she got the way
|
Does it matter at all
|
Who survives and who falls
|
When we live under darkness
|
And hide behind walls?
|
|
Why would anyone
|
Even try to hold sway
|
Over somebody else
|
In such a small way
|
|
Where are the answers
|
To the problems we face?
|
Who would teach us
|
About sharing and living in grace?
|
|
Who do you turn to and what do you say
|
When she's got the power and she got the way?
|
Does it matter at all
|
Who survives and who falls
|
When we live under darkness
|
And hide behind walls?
|
|
-----------------
|
So Many Times
|
The Black Crowes |