Share In The Blame – Caedmon’s Call – letras

don’t blame the bullet for the wars you have sowndon’t blame the winter when you’ve forgotten your coatwhen you make the same deals for a hundred yearsand you wanna make a changeyou gotta hold up the mirror and share in the blamedon’t blame your brother for the color of his skindon’t blame your neighbor for the house he lives infrom the same cloth, we are made of, we are just the sameyou gotta hold up the mirror and share in the blamelike a coming of age, I am learning how to sayall the failures I’m dragging behindfinding freedom to speak, freedom to releaseoh tonight I wanna make peace with youdon’t blame the writer for the doubts in your headdon’t blame the preacher for the lovers in your bedwhen you find out that the world is round, everything is rearrangedyou gotta hold up the mirror, and share in the blamechorusdon’t blame the president, don’t blame the kingdon’t blame your history for what might have beenwe will be free where the grass is green and the lion is tameif we just hold up the mirror now and share in the blameWords and Music by Sandra McCracken. © 2007 Same Old Dress Music (admin. by music services) all rights reserved. ASCAP