[ RUINS (START IT ALL AGAIN) https://suno.com/s/vRlSabvfj97B6MvQ After hearing this, many may say "he clearly got up on the wrong side of the bed today" but like with most my #books (perhaps harkens back to the dream that led to my releasing TERROR STRIKES: COMING SOON TO A CITY NEAR YOU (https://tinyurl.com/JLDonAMAZON)), several of my other #songs, this one came to me overnight during a #dream (some may say: #NIGHTMARE): (and h/t: Five Finger Death Punch WASH IT ALL AWAY) And like the #ANGER chapters in both my CTP3 and CTP4 #books - these #emotions are part of #HumanNature and #HumanCondition, all matters HOW/WHERE we channel (anger/frustrations; which even Jesus experience while in the flesh, do we really need recount the "overturning of the money changers tables" story?) it (as I am here, in #music) whether productive/constructive/instructive (can make a point, and as implied in #song WE NEED TO TO BETTER) or destructive!! See too my PRAYER FOR THE MAN IN MY MIRROR (AMERICA 250) tune for much needed counter-balance and direct call (vs the implied here-in) NEED DO BETTER down here cause/call. ] [intro - spoken] Dear Lord sometimes I want us gone, vanished, erased Your Earth creation start again, without a human trace [Verse 1] Dear Lord, some nights I look at what we’ve built Oil on the water, smoke in the schoolyard still A siren down the block, a screen full of bad news We kept the receipts and still called it a breakthrough [Verse 2] I walk past the corner where the trees got cut Now it’s chain-link, gravel, and a coffee truck Kids in hoodies cross with their heads down low Nobody looking long, everybody in a rush to go [Chorus] Sometimes I want us gone, wiped clean off the map Not out of anger, just because we keep coming back We patch the same holes, then dig them deeper in If this all got reset, maybe something good could begin [Verse 3] I know it’s a wild prayer, I know it sounds cruel To ask for a blank page when we made the rules But there’s too much taking, too much left undone Too many hands in the jar, too many ways we spun [Bridge] Still, if mercy means more than a hard stop Maybe it starts with one last honest look at what we’ve got No more pretending the mess is somebody else’s to hold No more calling this normal when it’s just worn out and cold [Chorus] Sometimes I want us gone, wiped clean off the map Not out of anger, just because we keep coming back We patch the same holes, then dig them deeper in If this all got reset, maybe something good could begin [Outro] Dear Lord, I don’t know how to mend what we’ve ruined I just know we’re tired, and maybe need be retired all to our tombs [ (C) 2026 Joseph M Lenard media SEND US FEEDBACK (via CTP Show): https://www.buzzsprout.com/2210487/fan_mail/new - https://tinyurl.com/SubscribeToCTP - CTP Audios: https://tinyurl.com/CTPonBuzzsprout - CTP Videos: https://tinyurl.com/CTPonBITCHUTE - https://tinyurl.com/CTPgear - https://tinyurl.com/JLenardDetroitGear - AI images/videos/audio CTP uses: https://tinyurl.com/GalaxyMagicaAI - https://www.buymeacoffee.com/jlenarddetroit RUINS (START IT ALL AGAIN) https://suno.com/s/vRlSabvfj97B6MvQ ]
