West Bank (Burns/Sayer)

Mother held back her tears as she said goodbye
She must be so proud of me
It’s not everyday your son, proves he’s not afraid to die
I washed my hands and packed my clothes
The brightest whites from head to toe
Hopped on a bus that left Amman
For the most important hajj I’d ever been on

Lets go down to the West Bank
Lets go we’ll have our fun
Lets go down to the West Bank
Lets go tell everyone

She must be so proud of me

I had everything in place I had my objectives in mind
I had planned so carefully
Reasons not to be here well
I heard them all
But none of them could change my mind
It’s drastic measures for drastic times
The bus I rode through Jerusalem
Was the shortest hajj I’ve ever been on

Lets go down to the West Bank
Lets go we’ll have our fun
Lets go down to the West Bank
Lets go tell everyone
We’re going down and you know we’re going down

She must be so proud of me now

Incomplete Action (Burns/Sayer)

Although, it’s a dream living on the road
With wide eyes heading towards places unknown
But sometimes, sometimes it’s so cold
When the faces here lack the compassion of home

I lie awake, in a rusted euro-van
With people who hurt inside and find it hard to hide it at this time
And the people I know back home
Say they envy the road I’m on
But how could they know
There’s never been a time I felt so low

And Suddenly I feel like I can’t get up
Something comes over me
And I fell incomplete

Day and night I stay alone in a crowd
Longing friendship though old friends are around
So how, how could it be so
Well there’s no unity in this dream
I reached for it and found out its fiction

What a mistake to be here now
What a mistake to be here now

Incomplete actions are all that I’ve found
Poisoning everyone and thing that’s around
Only hope carries me from town to town
Were still I find I’m just alone in a crowd
Of locals having a time that I wish I knew
And unlike me they’ll have a home to go to
Unlike me
Man its fiction

Suddenly I feel like I can’t get up
Something comes over me
And I fell incomplete

So now I just lay here
’cause everything I had is dead inside this van

Room 322 (Burns/Sayer)

What’s holding me down is a form of torture
That was touching my there then
And still reaching me now
Will I escape it
I’ve tried a thousand times

Oh, how can you lecture
Me on my life
When I’ve been to hell
Well I don’t need anyone to tell me
I’m not trying to be something better
Then what I was

So here I am suspend
Locked in my room and stuck in bed
At least I’m alive
But still I’ll have
Nightmares that tonight
Will be the same as last night
It’s the same same fight we have every time
Escaping Amman

I’ve tried a thousand times
And fell a thousand times
And it’s adding up
So add it up

Shows What We Know (Burns/Kashani)

They’re too young to really know about what’s going on
Their fascination with their new surroundings
They can be quite overwhelming
They put the blinders on and they don’t see the larger picture at all

Somewhere along the way, there was a change in thinking
And everyone lost sight of the one thing they were seeking
The individual was forced out as clicks doubled
It’s a scene’s demise when they ostracize originality

And what I want to know is how you justify
The hypocrisy in your in your quest to impress others
Your actions defy the words that you say
Do they mean anything
Shows what you know shows what we know
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