Summer sun, city view, for a fee
Nothing’s won, nothing’s new
And it’ll cost you more than just money

Round there the streets aren’t paved with gold
Everybody hopes to die before they get old
And there’s no happy ending but the tale, it is told all the same
And no one will take the blame

So I just look the other way
Isn’t it easy to be selective in the things we see?

Lay awake, through the night, feel the pain
Is it fake, is it right?
A million faces but not a single name

And I’ve never toiled in a field of mud
I’ve never seen a river run red with blood
But then I start to wonder if that means I should stay the same
There’s no one else to blame

If I look the other way
This is my line, so who’s going to make it rhyme?
If I look the other way
Isn’t it easy to be selective in the things we see?

Summer sun, native view, name your price
Load the gun, praise the few, roll your dice
The story always changes but the message holds true
We are all complicit in the things they do
‘But it’s ok, it will never happen to me’
But when it does
When you turn to those who see

They just look the other way
Now it’s too late, we’ve sealed our own fate
If we look the other way
Isn’t it easy, easy
If we look the other way
This is my line, so who’s going to make it rhyme?
If we look the other way
Isn’t it easy to be selective in the things we see?