History Repeats Songtext
von Josh Woodward

History repeats itself
In the patterns in the stone
We close our eyes, and fumbling,
We listen, or we don′t

The anchorman is babbling
The weatherman's a liar
The sports report′s a waste of time
For the bored and the tired

And the past is all we talk about
Cuz it's all we've ever known


I won′t go back to the simple life
In the comfort of the womb
I′m finding a new road home

If I'm late for my own funeral
Don′t let me hold you up
Just tell them I've got other plans
I′ve got work to do

I won't go back to the simple life
The past is gone
I won′t go back to the simple life
I'm moving on