Reality’s foot in the door
(Dialogue)
“Hey man! What’s wrong?”
“Nah just thinking … thinking real hard.”
“And?”
(Start singing)
Why is it that we try to understand the impossible, from every star in the universe to the basis of our existence, but when it comes to basic things which need attention a blind eye is turned?
We see the crime, the racism, the single mom, the sexism. The youth addicted to drugs, women and baby girls raped by mugs.
The list goes on and on, heard it more than once, are we waiting for new additions to be added? Or is this a way to advertise mishap and leaving us people stranded?
Where is the compassion, the love with no condition, the respect for another living soul and where normality was everyone’s goal?
The knowledge of guilt and conscience used to dread us all, allowing morals not to fall. From the weak to the strong at heart, preventing any evils to play a part.
I’m no preacher, pastor or pope, but one’s human instincts cry for mercy and hope.
(Chorus)
I am just an individual
But I am singing …
Just an individual
But I am reaching …
To you who are no more different than me.
All the happenings that hit us with reality’s foot in the door.
In confidence we agree that things are up to sh... (interrupted by a gunshot), but when public eyes are in view, we master silence, nothing new.
Have you noticed our lifestyle? Trapped like birds in cages, fearing for our lives and wages. A reminder and advice to all who are listening, you can’t keep a caged bird from singing.
(Chorus)
I am just an individual
But I am singing …
Just an individual
But I am reaching …
To you who are no more different than me.
All the happenings that hit us with reality’s foot in the door.
Come up with plans, ideas and conclusions, take necessary actions, no more delusions. Time is now for authorities to remove sinful tools, whether it is of flesh or gear, let us be rid of the fools.
(Dialogue)
“Ha ha ha! I feel sorry for the rapists; it would put them permanently out of business. And as for future offenders to come, their number would reduce from many to some.”
“That is the idea!”
(Singing)
Unfortunately I am not in with the government, part of the parliament, friends with the president, to consult of every incident, draw up the punishment to put an end to crime’s contaminant.
Through one song, I‘m hoping for a forming life where only good can strife. No use for the reaper’s scythe. Never again fearing the knife.
(Chorus and closing)
I am just an individual
But I am singing …
Just an individual
But I am reaching …
To you who are no more different than me.
All the happenings that hit us with reality’s foot in the door.
Reality’s foot in the door.