[Verse 1] You’re counting headlines Like beads in your hand Every channel flickers Another broken land Coffee’s gone cold Kids wait for the bus You say “Is this the future They’re handing down to us?” [Chorus] I’m so tired of wars and rumors of wars Tired of maps drawn up like scoreboards Tired of old men talking brave from their screens While we’re patching up the space Between the dishes and the dreams I’m so tired of wars and rumors of wars Come rest here with me [Verse 2] I’m folding laundry You’re pacing the floor You mute that angry panel But it still hums in the door You ask “Is it selfish Just wanting quiet nights?” I say “Maybe mercy Starts in smaller fights” (mmm) [Chorus] We’re so tired of wars and rumors of wars Tired of flags waving over closed doors Tired of fear sold cheap in the feed So we’ll light a little candle For every simple need We’re so tired of wars and rumors of wars Come lean into me [Bridge] Let them chase their shadows Across their crowded rooms We’ll plant next year’s garden Under a waxing moon [Chorus] Still so tired of wars and rumors of wars But your hand in mine is a quiet chorus If the world keeps shaking at the seams We’ll be right here at the table Passing bread Sharing dreams I’m so tired of wars and rumors of wars But you’re home to me
