Little Victories

All these little victories, yeah

All these little victories, yeah

Look at the angel high above the ground

She must have burned her wings now

Afraid to come down

And far below things are looking bad

Lines got crossed and the world's gone mad

Today

I'm stuck in Texas, and I'm trying to reach L.A

All these little victories, yeah

All these little victories, yeah

Well it seems to me the older we get

The more we see the more we forget

The way history goes 'round and 'round

It's kind of funny but

Right now I don't feel like laughing out loud

At all these little victories, yeah

All these little victories, yeah

We thought we'd come so far

But we've yet to win the war

Yet to win the war

Well I wish that angel high in the air

Would cry a God-almighty tear

So from the Boardwalk out to Pasadena

It would wash that whole damn city clean

Well, OK, OK, OK, OK

You see I'm stuck in Texas and I'm trying to reach L.A

All these little victories, yeah

All these little victories, yeah

All these little victories, yeah

All these little victories, yeah

All these little victories, yeah

All these little victories, yeah