Stuart Wicke Band - Sound Becomes a Song

The cameras roll showing broken out windows and beaten down doors
The ratings soar at six o'clock, it's a skillful distraction, while the story unfolds on every phone
The secret's out, the law was all aroused, and all decked out, they're guilty without doubt

Somewhere off-screen the president cowers and whines and scoffs
The lights are off, he's laying low, hoping this will blow over, or better yet, escalate
He just can't wait, so he lies down and checks on his account, and on the ground they fire another round

The sound outside carries on every evening in every corner of the world
With flags unfurled, the mask comes off and there's no more confusion or excuses to make
Make no mistake, we got it wrong, we let it go so long but if it's strong, sound becomes a song

Written by:
Stuart Wicke

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