Didn’t this happen last week?
Didn’t this happen 10 years ago?
100 years ago?
History really does repeat it self
The long journeys and
the strange nights just seem to be
the same as they were a year ago.
The new seems to tell me the
same story they told 50 years ago.
The headlines and the bars just
seem to be the same.
Christmas soon roles around the corner and
you’ll sit down around the table and talk
about the food you’re about to here and try to
remember how you did things the year
you wonder if you put the tree the same
place you did last year and if you managed
to make it through the day without falling
down the stairs drunk.
History really repeats it’s self.