history unfolds outside my door, down the street i stop. to listen.
what was normal just a week ago, is now eyed with suspicion
there is always light to chase away the darkness when we make our own
there are hands that help and there are hands that cause pain we choose which we have
a disease will spread as far and fast as it can until there’s a cure
i can tell today is the kind of day where the coffee just won’t work
a cautious response has become a charged icon for our changing world
on a pedestal all we can see is the strength and never the flaws
we may not see it but someone has determined a need for caution
the parts are in place waiting for the starting gun in case there’s a race
uptown jack 