Rest My Case

Looking at the scenery
Through the course of a lifetime the change is slow
Funny how a memory
Tends to thumb its nose as what we think we know
Been acting like we run the place
I rest my head and rest my case

Been trying not to think about
The push from supply to try to drum up demand
Been learning how to live without
The quality crafts and the made-by-hands
It's an old trick with a shiny new face
I rest my head and rest my case

Tell me how can you ride for the olden days,
When all the parts of your ride come from cheap new ways?

I see myself giving in, let the forces of fortune in my own front door
The world that we've been living in
Leaves us valueless unless we ask for more
They're trying to make you run a race
I rest my head and rest my case