Versuri Looking For The Holes

 
I am looking for the holes 
the holes in your jeans 
because I want to know 
are they worn out in the seat 
or are they worn out in the knees 
 
there are so many ways to wear 
what we've got before it's gone 
to make use of what is there 
I don't wear anything I can't wipe my hands on 
 
do your policies fit between the headlines 
are they written in newsprint, are they distant 
mine are crossing an empty parking lot 
they are a woman walking home 
at night 
alone 
they are six string that sing 
and wood that hums against my hipbone 
 
we can't afford to do anyone harm 
because we owe them our lives 
each breath is recycled from someone else's lungs 
are enemies are the very air in disguise 
 
you can talk a great philosophy 
but if you can't be kind to people 
every day 
it doesn't mean that much to me 
it's the little things you do 
the little things you say 
it's the love you give along the way 
 
when we patch things up 
they say a job well done 
but when we ask why 
where did the rips come from 
they say we are subversive 
and extreme, of course 
we are just trying to track a problem to its source 
 
because we know we can't sit back 
and let people come to harm 
we owe them our lives 
each breath is recycled from someone else's lungs 
our enemies are the very air 
our enemies are the air 
 
we are looking for the holes 
the holes in your jeans 
because we want to know 
are they worn out in the seat 
or are they worn out in the knees