Hands Of January - State Of The Nation Lyrics

It's the state of the nation
It's the state of the nation makes me ill
It's the state of the morning after everything is fine
It's not fine you know it's raining
It rains it pours so pour it on to me
It's not me in the rain and
My god it makes me guilty I'm not filthy I'm just fine
I'm fine to wallow in the second hand
The hours turn to dust again
The ashes stain the window sill
A people like me
A people just like us
There's no love for the other side
Of the coin we flip it's kickoff time in Dallas
The Eagles play Cowboys and the crowd is roaring for a fight
Let's give 'em a fight
Blood runs thick
Under the bridge
There's people drowning down below
The Nations sick
Under the sins
Of what we never could control
Blood runs thick
Under the bridge
There's people hanging nooses from their hopes
Blood runs thick
Under the Bridge
There's people drowning down below
A pair of shoes in a hallway
A bullet casing on a desk in Texas
A photograph of a vigil
I'm sending thoughts and prayers but I sleep just fine
Did you hear about Ukraine?
What's the latest? I haven't been keeping up
Bodies found in a schoolyard
Those kids aren't mine
Those kids aren't mine
Another panel of talking heads
Come to condemn
The same thing every Monday
A family told its safe to pass
And when they turn their backs
Guns raise on Palestine
A twelve-year-old in a crowded camp
With hunger cramps
Removes her clothes for breadcrumbs
Every day it's going on
Are you surprised?
Are you surprised at all?
Blood runs thick
Under the bridge
There's people drowning down below
The Nations sick
Under the sins
Of what we never could control
Blood runs thick
Under the bridge
There's people hanging nooses from their hopes
Blood runs thick
Under the Bridge
There's people drowning down below