Song for the Day, Bulletproof

Bulletproof

I wrote this in the fall of last year (09) when the economy, as it had for over a year already, dominated the headlines. I’m still wondering what lessons we’re supposed to have learned from the recent change of fortunes. Some of those lessons seem pretty clear.
While you’re here, let me say thanks for taking time this week to listen to the new songs. i’m in Louisville today, having played here last night with good friend and musical mentor, Andrew Peterson. Autumn is going to be pleasantly full with music travels. i hope i’ll see you sometime soon.

Everybody missed it, the handwriting on the wall
Nobody saw it coming, nobody had a clue at all
We were feeling so fine, with not one thing to dread
Till we heard the voice say “put your hands up above your head”

We used to think we were bulletproof
We were just too big to fall
We used to think we were bulletproof
Till the man said “line up against the wall”
The simple truth … no one is bulletproof

I’m been looking for the criminal, looking for the one to blame
But it think I know his number and I think I know his middle name
The victim and the thief bear a strong similarity
It is the man in the mirror, looking right back at me

We used to think we were bulletproof
We were just too big to fall
We used to think we were bulletproof
Till the man said “line up against the wall”
The simple truth … no one is bulletproof

BRIDGE: Nobody, nobody,
We’re somehow all the same
Nobody, nobody
Nobody gets to dodge the pain

Let the markets take a tumble, let the numbers make a sudden dive
It might work to keep us humble and help us all to realize
That if we’re trusting in bubbles, in wood, hay and stubble gods
It’s a recipe for trouble and the end is going to hit us hard

We used to think we were bulletproof
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
But nobody’s bulletproof
Except the guy who holds the gun
Simple truth … nobody bulletproof.