There's a purple heart on the stars and stripes tonight It's pinned to the chest of the latest liar And if you try to speak your mind They tell you keep it to yourself You’ve got friends in the armed forces They want to know which side you're on Doesn't matter cause we’re all being used
To train, to fight Disregard all human rights To play the part The conscience of the damned You say you're defending me I'm sick of tying yellow ribbons Praying not to see
Another folded flag to a mourning mother He was an army of one but they'll find another And in the fold of the body bag She’ll find a check for a hundred grand She’s got friends in the armed forces Now we know what a soldier costs What’s the cost of the rest of us
To take a life We all have our price The wife and kids sleep soundly in their beds You say you're defending me I'm out tying yellow ribbons On every single tree
I’ve seen them float like butterflies back home I can feel the desert's heat When you're standing next to me Our friendship offers no relief Stay with me now, just hear me out Don't want to lose you to that great black cloud Coming down You’ve seen in the path a bullet makes When it calls you by your name And the medic can't play the rhythm of your heart So it starts to fade like footsteps in the march as the parade passes by.
The ticker-tape will rise like sparks when we’re born To change our minds Everything that's wrong looks right The lives we lead Are somewhere in between
March: Left, Right, Left You say you're defending me I'm sick of tying yellow ribbons Praying not to see Now sing it We’re not going to hell To run rings around a wishing wellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
