Seeing Blindness

Silence on the tube the mood is heavy and i'm ready.
Feeling glum already but i'll keep my focus steady.
Screw face as I take place, amongst the rat race that's before me.
All blind as to not see the truth behind what's making them happy.

The city never sleeps, it comes alive behind closed doors.
I can feel the pain among us, that's so readily ignored.
Rest assured it's not unnoticed, yet the focus is drawn away.
No matter how messed up we're told our people are Ok.

But open your eyes and your mind will follow.
Make others smile and your life will be less hollow.
Half our nations fucked, the problem lies within the crux.
The things we believe, lives we leed.
Selfishly taking away from others chances to succeed.
Take what we dont need whilst the poor man scrapes for chicken feed.

Gets ill, grows old. Ill still yes lets unfold,
His history, his misery.
When he went from being a visionary to a fixture in our fair city.
No home no love no family, life's just one big uncertainty.

It could have been me! It could have been you,
We could be shifting those big issues.
Collecting donations, outside stations.
Feeling elation from mere conversation.
Not to be looked at like dirt, or looked at at all.
Coz believe it or not they've survived the fall.
So far with a smile and still standing tall.

We can make a stand, fuck the government if we can.
Stand up to Gordon Brown and show him my back hand.
New plan, yes fam, show love to next man.
I do, you can, come together London town.