Hateful Comforts - Burning Love

CNN amnesiac waiting for the earth to crack

Memorize the planted phrase, burn the books, retract the praise

Let the people sink or swim, these polls won’t save their skin

Strength in numbers.

Hateful comforts

We back the winners and bury the others

51%.

Your opinion for rent

I watched horrified as the good things came to light

Because it was everything we ever wanted, but something still just wasn’t right

Sigh of false relief.

Nothing up my sleeve

Have I helped your disbelief?

Well, no

Only ever have to blind half the people half the time

All the patriotic minds will follow

Duty-bound amnesiac, world war three strapped to his back

Don’t ask him who he’s for tomorrow

It’s forever a new day.

Stand tall, look down and say

What spineless bastards all when backed against the wall

But you were never one of that fearful chorus at the tail end of alarmists'

strings

Who let the breaking news pick our enemies for us, but if not us then who were

they?

And where were these fearless freedom fighters

When a wrong word could land you on a no fly list?

Or are we at the part where that was Them and never Us?

Oh surely you exaggerate.

I don’t remember it that way

All but our proudest moments swept under the rug

A proud history, you pick and choose

What to Never Forgive and Never Forget

And he says I’d never sink to that

No, I wouldn’t sink to that

I’m more rational, less gullible — a better man than that

But I could swear the mob was here

Still smell the smoke of mosques on fire

Still see the words washed off the walls

So who were the brave ones that disappeared into the crowd?

The collapsible mob along for the ride that turns into smoke at the turn of the

tide?

Two sides to every fence, and the optimist he says:

Why split hairs in peacetime?

Let’s celebrate with a new line

Disown it all when the pendulum swings back

And it’s back to the pitchfork, back to the high horse

Back to trauma politics for all

Will you remember this when it matters, or do you thank your gods for a free

world

Where nothing goes unscripted anymore?

Buying time / Tricks of the light

Are we moving forward or just side to side?

Yesterday’s hero — tomorrow’s strung up witch

And there’s two sides to every fence for the 51%