Fall Line - Jack Johnson

By the way

You know that hope will make you strange

Make you blink make you blank make you sink

It will make you afraid of change

And often blame

The box with the view of the world

And the walls that fill the frame

I turn it up but then I turn it off

Because I can’t stand when they start to talk

About the hurting and killing

Whose shoes are we filling

The damage and ruin

And the things that we’re doing

We got to, we got to stop, we got to turn it all off

We got to rewind and start it up again

Because we fell across the fall line

Ain’t there nothing sacred anymore

Na, na, na

Na, na, na, na

Somebody saw him jump

Yeah but nobody saw him slip

I guess he lost a lot of hope

And then he lost his grip

Now he’s lying in the freeway

In the middle of this mess

Guess we lost another one

Just like the other one

Optimistic hypocrite

That didn’t have the nerve to quit

The things that kept him wanting more

Until he finally reached the core