Lay Down Your Weapons

Lay Down Your Weapons - Tim Kasher

Lay down your weapons

You don't want to hurt no one

And anyway what's done is done

Sure it was wrong

But blood will beget blood

Do you really want to rake me over the coals

Your past due's in the trash

But the bags are still out on the curb

Mere feet from my happy home

Mine was a landmine

Left out in the unkempt yard

Cigarette butts stained with lip gloss

You had been away on a four day weekend

I could have picked them up

But what's the fuss

You could use the clue

And hey they could have been my sister's

You don't know

And it's killing you

Lay down your weapons

You don't know how to use that thing

Are you even sure which way it's pointing

You're familiar with the first to cast a stone

Your motives are too shaky to aim true

The problem lies

Not in that we fight

But the weapons that we choose

So lay your weapons down

Lay your weapons down

Lay your weapons down