All the While
While the Iraqi sun burns through to their eyes.
While the derreks crash and the people sigh.
While there's a smell of blood and the famines get a letter of pain.
All we know is what we are told.
The song will remain the same.
Yes, they keep on dying.
The planes keep on flying.
The families keep on fighting.
While our government blinds us with race, religion and greed.
We live on for our healthcare and soldiers needs.
We fight for our tradition.
Yes, they keep on dying.
The planes keep on flying.
The families keep on fighting.
When God gives us his justice from the sky.
He will shoot down the people who dictate who lives and dies.
The answers we have will all be a thing of the past.
Whatever we need.
Whatever the greed.
Whatever happens.
We will keep on fighting, sighing, as the soldiers keep on dying.
Copyright © Christopher Norbut | Year Posted 2005
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