A new folk ballad I made inspired by the legends of the 1970s.  
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Lyrics © Señor Barends

There's dust on the mirror and blood in the rug  
I don’t ask questions ‘cause I don’t need the shrugs  
The world spins the same, it always has  
Stone to steel, just more advanced  

What is to come, is to come  
Face it, there’s just too much scum
Too many hands in shady games 
Too many devils with forgotten names  

They died in trenches, they die in drones  
A boy picks a side before he’s grown  
We send ‘em off with dog tags 
To fight for oil and someone's flag 

Same old rage with newer tools  
We're just dressed-up prehistoric fools  
Come so far with satellites in space
But still claw raw at each other’s face  

What are we gonna do when hatred’s passed down?  
Etched in the songs of the battleground  
What are we gonna do ‘bout misery taught  
In cradle hymns nobody fought?

The silence roars when I sit alone  
I see faces carved from stone  
Names no one ever dared to try  
Still buried under alibis  

I count the crimes that never paid  
The mothers lost, the men who stayed  
And I wonder how much we ever changed  
When the Stone Age soul still runs the game  

So tell me what peace ever looked like?
Was it written down or televised?  
Did it live, or was it just pretend?  
A paper dove, a means to an end...  

What are we gonna do when hatred is bred?  
Through bedtime stories of glory and dread  
What are we gonna do when the future is sold  
By men with warm hearts that are terribly cold?

Stone Age Soul

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