Monday, November 15, 2004

An American Ballad

I'm hangin' by a thread,
Always counting up the dead,
Watching as the cost
goes up and up.

Look who has to pay the price,
With a roll of the dice,
Another's gone in the fight,
lost to the sky oh yeah the sky.

And yet there isn't anyone,
Held responsible for what's been done.
Are we doing what is right,
Or is this just a big mistake.
Will you take me in your arms,
Please kiss me when I come
home sweet home.

It comes to a point,
Where it's only one big fight,
For who is wrong and who is right.
And we are forgotten on the field,
Alone,
And hangin' by a thread.

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