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There ain’t no reasons things are this way, it’s how they’ve always been and they intend to stay.
I can’t explain why we live this way; we do it everyday.
Preachers on the podiums speaking to saints, prophets on the sidewalks begging for change,
old ladies laughing from the fire escape, cursing my name.

I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same, a window and a pigeon with a broken wing.
You can spend your whole life working for something, just to have it taken away.
People walk around pushing back their desks, wearing pay checks like necklaces and bracelets,
talking ’bout nothing, not thinking about their. Every little heart beat, every little breath;
 People walk a tight rope on a razor’s edge, carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons.
It could be a bomb or a bullet or a pin, or a thought or a word or a sentence.

There ain’t no reasons things are this way, it’s how they’ve always been and they intend to stay.
I don’t know why I say the things I say, but I say them anyway.
But love will come set me free, Love will come set me free.
I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will.
Love will come set me free


Prison walls still standing tall, some things never change at all.
Keep on building prisons, gonna fill them all.
Keep on building bombs, gonna drop them all.
Working your fingers bare to the bone, breaking your back, make you sell your soul,
Like a lung is filled with coal, suffocating slow.

The wind blows wild and I may move, but politicians lie and I’m not fooled.
You don’t need no reason or a three-piece suit to argue the truth.
The air on my skin and the world under my toes, slavery stitched into the fabric of my clothes.
Chaos and commotion wherever I go, Love I try to follow.

There ain’t no reasons things are this way, it’s how they’ve always been and they intend to stay.
I can’t explain why we live this way;
We do it everyday.