Story Behind the Song
I wrote this song on a napkin between sets at a gig one day.
Lyrics
Theres a war between the currents
And the powers of control
The survival of the fittest
And survival of the soul
A war between the heroes
And whomever they can taint
Relatively speaking
There is no perfect saint
Relatively speaking,
Relatively speaking,
Relatively speaking, there's a war
Theres a war between the generals
A war between the chiefs
A war between the bridegrooms
A war between the sheets
A war between the rulers
And all the broken rules
Relatively speaking
Even mercy can be cruel
Relatively speaking,
Relatively speaking,
Relatively speaking, there's a war
Theres a war against the certain
A war against the sure
A war against the holy
A war against the pure
A war between the pages
Between the twilight and the dawn
A war against all those who say
There is a right from wrong
Relatively speaking,
Relatively speaking,
Relatively speaking, there's a war
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