[2004]
My son is fighting in Iraq
why even he's not sure
tonight I saw an African child
lying on her desert floor
nothing underneath her
that may have helped keep her alive
nothing to set their hearts ablaze
what they all drink to survive
Too much dollars and not enough sense
on the day I went to war
took a razor for the day I needed it
and a crucifix from my drawer
somehow managed to stay alive
and to forget I was a kid
other than that I can't really say
what earthly good it did
will Darfur invade my dreams
the way Kigali made it through
with eyes of little children
staring back at you
As a soldier you're prepared to die
you clear it with your head
I just got news from Baghdad
that my only boy is dead
he sent me the picture of that girl
his last letter from God knows where
said he would have proudly died for her
if they'd only sent him there
but we don't fight for her
not sure we ever will
my boy died so oil men
could sit around and swill
Sudan sits like a drunken man
sleeping at the bar
call a taxi to get him home
or let him sleep in his car
will Darfur invade my dreams
the way Kigali made it through
with eyes of little children
staring back at you
why even he's not sure
tonight I saw an African child
lying on her desert floor
nothing underneath her
that may have helped keep her alive
nothing to set their hearts ablaze
what they all drink to survive
Too much dollars and not enough sense
on the day I went to war
took a razor for the day I needed it
and a crucifix from my drawer
somehow managed to stay alive
and to forget I was a kid
other than that I can't really say
what earthly good it did
will Darfur invade my dreams
the way Kigali made it through
with eyes of little children
staring back at you
As a soldier you're prepared to die
you clear it with your head
I just got news from Baghdad
that my only boy is dead
he sent me the picture of that girl
his last letter from God knows where
said he would have proudly died for her
if they'd only sent him there
but we don't fight for her
not sure we ever will
my boy died so oil men
could sit around and swill
Sudan sits like a drunken man
sleeping at the bar
call a taxi to get him home
or let him sleep in his car
will Darfur invade my dreams
the way Kigali made it through
with eyes of little children
staring back at you
Contributed by daniela -k.d- - 2007/9/17 - 19:52
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