Progress

by Benjamin Rogers

Genre: Singer-Songwriter

Lyrics

Bells are tolling
I can hear them ring
Calling the church goers and the do gooders to the choir to sing
They stand behind their crosses and their book
Preconceived decisions before they take a look
Is this what you call progress
Another buildings burning down
Is this what you call change
Another man he drowns
Is this what you call living
You’re afraid to make a sound

A man loves another
I don’t see a crime
But they call him a stranger and they call him a flamer
And they don’t give him their time
His is shunned by a stranger passing by
To escape this he runs home and gets high
Is this what you call progress
Another buildings burning down
Is this what you call change
Another man he drowns
Is this what you call living
You’re afraid to make a sound

If we’re going to change this
We got to build up from the ground
But the clock is ticking and the punch clock is clicking and I’m making my rounds
What are you than just another one of me
In this cycle we seem to lose our identity
Is this what you call progress
Another city falls
Is this what you call change
Nothing’s happening at all
Is this what you call living
You’re afraid to stand tall

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