Funny.

I was just looking at my blog post from yesterday with the photographs and noticing the strange paradox of my son smiling brilliantly while holding a gun.

Yes, it's a water gun, but it made me think about this song...

Lying in the park on a beautiful day
Sunshine in the grass, and the children play
SirenÂ’s passing, fire engine red
SomeoneÂ’s house is burning down on a day like this

The evening comes and weÂ’re hanging out
On the front step and a car rolls by with the windows rolled down
And that war song is playing, “why can’t we be friends?”
Someone is screaming and crying in the apartment upstairs

Funny the way it is, if you think about it
SomebodyÂ’s going hungry and someone else is eating out
Funny the way it is, not right or wrong
SomebodyÂ’s heart is broken and it becomes your favorite song

The way your mouth feels in your lovers kiss
Like a pretty bird on a breeze or water to a fish
A bomb blast brings a building crashing to the floor
You hear the laughter while the children play war

Funny the way it is, if you think about it
One kid walks 10 miles to school, anotherÂ’s dropping out
Funny the way it is, not right or wrong
On a soldierÂ’s last breath his babyÂ’s being born

Standing on a bridge, watch the water passing under me
It mustÂ’ve been much harder when there was no bridge just water
Now the world is small, remember how it used to be
With mountains and oceans and winters and rivers and stars

Watch the sky, the jet planes, so far out of my reach
Is there someone up there looking down on me?
Boy chase a bird, so close but every time
HeÂ’ll never catch her, but he canÂ’t stop trying

Funny the way it is, if you think about it
One kid walks 10 miles to school, anotherÂ’s dropping out
Funny the way it is, not right or wrong
On a soldierÂ’s last breath his babyÂ’s being born
Funny the way it is, not right or wrong
SomebodyÂ’s broken heart becomes your favorite song
Funny the way it is, if you think about it
A kid walks 10 miles to school, anotherÂ’s dropping out

Standing on a bridge, watch the water passing under me
It mustÂ’ve been much harder when there was no bridge just water
Now the world is small, remember how it used to be
With mountains and oceans and winters and rivers and stars

- Dave Matthews 



Which makes me think a lot about life.