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Ballad in Plain Red

Derek Webb
I See Things Upside Down

I’m robbing Peter, I’m paying Paul
I’m changing my name back to Saul
I got to them and you know I’ll get to you

I’m turning shepherds into sheep
and leaders into celebrities
It’s holy sabotage, just look around you

‘Cause everything’s for sale in the 21st century
and the check is in the mail from the 21st century

Don’t want the song I want a jingle
I love you Lord but don’t hear a single
and the truth is nearly impossible to rhyme

But i know the songs with all the hooks
and i know some lies that will sell some books
so grab ‘em fast, I’m running outta time

Just keep selling truth in candy bars
on billboards and backs of cars
truth without context, my favorite of all my crimes

what works verses what’s right
Hey what’s the difference tonight?

Take out the sign, forget the meal
we’ve got a gym and a farris wheel
I swear it’s just like the country club down the block

‘Cause you can make your life look good
You can do what Jesus would
but you’d be surprised what you can do with a hard heart

I think you’ve got trouble in the 21st century
So welcome to the struggle, it’s the 21st century
I never thought I’d make it to the 21st century
Lord, I love the 21st century

I write these words from the grave
‘Cause it’s the only place that I’m safe
and only the dead are permitted to speak the truth

This Too Shall Be Made Right

Derek Webb
The Ringing Bell

children cannot learn when children cannot eat
stack them like lumber when children cannot sleep
children dream of wishing wells
whose waters quench all the fires of Hell
this too shall be made right

the earth and the sky and the sea are all holding their breath
wars and abuses have nature groaning with death
we say we’re just trying to stay alive
but it looks so much more like a way to die
this too shall be made right

there’s a time for peace and there is a time for war
a time to forgive and a time to settle the score
a time for babies to lose their lives
a time for hunger and genocide
this too shall be made right

I don’t know the suffering of people outside my front door
I join the oppressors of those who i choose to ignore
I’m trading comfort for human life
and that’s not just murder it’s suicide
this too shall be made right