Letras Lessons - Kate Tempest, Kae Tempest

Lessons

I see the truth\nEven here, in the lies of the city\nIt comes for me with its hands out\nWhen I can handle it the least\nWhen the madness has consumed me\nAnd I’ve mistaken it for my nature\nAnd I have given myself over to the things that leave me weak\nEach day I wake with the fury to change things\nBut with each hour that passes, that fury subsides\nI’ve cramped myself in to such tight little boxes\nI hope that I live, but I’m not sure this is life\nI’ve seen the lions turn to cubs\nAnd I’ve seen the hunters turn to prey\nThe lessons will come again tomorrow\nIf they’re not learned today\nI have seen the lions turn to cubs\nAnd I have seen the hunters turn to prey\nThe lessons will come again tomorrow\nIf they’re not learned today\nAll things are singing, life is a chorus\nIt all gets so deafening sometimes\nExhausted, my ears have grown numb\nTo the song in all things\nBut sunlight on water\nKissing at the bus stop in the rain\nOr the wind through my fingers when I raise my palms in the dark\nIt sings to the parts that are still wild, still untamed\nI thought I’d learned my lesson once\nI learned it till it thumped my head to numbness\nYearning it would let me rest\nAnd then I learned it more, I learned it again\nAnd then, just when I thought I had it done\nI found myself mid-mistake, realizing I’d not yet begun\nI have seen the lions turn to cubs\nI have seen the hunters turn to prey\nOur lessons will come again tomorrow\nIf they’re not learned today\nI’ve seen the lions turn to cubs\nAnd I have seen the hunters turn to prey\nThe lessons will come again tomorrow\nCause they weren’t learnt today\nYou would think that over time\nOur lessons would be learned\nBut time and time again, we find\nOur lessons have returned\nAnd even though we’ve sworn repent\nAnd promised no repeat\nWe find ourselves back here again\nWith the same old ragged drum to beat\nSaying, how many times must we be shown\nThe outcome of the pattern?\nHow many times must we be shown\nThe outcome of the pattern?