| Bullets and Bodies |
| In a dark battle field far from his home A little boy lies bleeding, he is dying alone He thinks of his mother, his father, his girl He wonders what happened to the fate of the world He fought for his country with pride in his heart But now lying dying, he wonders when did it start When did men begin to justify death He didn't understand as he struggled for breath There's a pain in his chest, he is covered in blood All he remembers is falling face down in the mud Bullets and bodies, there are no stars in the skies And so many images flashing in front of his eyes Bombers and tanks and explosions and guns The sins of the fathers being paid by the sons Mines maiming children who don't know they're there Innocent people who don't have a prayer Young men and women all shipped off to fight Where everything's wrong and nothing is right This isn't their cause, this isn't their war Most of them don't know what they're fighting for Freedom and country their superiors say They give the orders, then they run away They count up the casualties and send the reports They dispatch the scouts, but they sit in the forts The men at the top, their decisions all made They just issue the orders that must be obeyed They think it's so easy to just go off to war Just blow up some buildings to settle the score They forgot the civilians innocent of all blame "It's for the good of the world" is the motto they claim But bullets and bodies, that's all that remains No laughter, no smiles, nothing left but the pain. |
| Dedicated, with gratitude, to all of the servicemen and women around the world. |
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| We, as civilians, must always support our troops. We must not neglect our veterans. And we must never forget our fallen. |
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