Violence strikes with a hideous crash
In a 'New York minute' they're gone.
Melted steel, human flesh, concrete and glass,
Welded in the rubble as one.
Fear on the streets, terror in the skies
War's ugly horror right in front of your eyes.
And over and over, you ask yourself why
So many innocent people must die !
Violence hides in the shadows of the hungry child
Wherever there's poverty it breeds..
In the slums, the sweatshops and the refugee camps,
On the hopelessness it feeds.
Below in the holes where the human's abused
Where there's never a mention on the evening news
A hell where there's nothing, and nothing to lose
It's easy to see why it ain't love that they choose.
Over here, over there, it's the same everywhere
Retaliation just recycles the pain.
How many turns will it take till we learn
There's no bargain in this devil's game.
When it's an 'eye for an eye,' both sides are blind
No one can really tell the score.
Live or die, saint or sinner,
There are no real winners in war.
Wars don't decide who's wrong and who's right – Only who's left.
When the choke from the smoke and the ashes subside – There's only death.
We call each other Satan to justify our hate and
Give reason why so many die.
But after we're in it, do you think for a minute
That in war God really takes sides ?
Over here, over there, it's the same everywhere
Retaliation recycles the pain.
How many turns will it take till we learn
Someone must come break this chain.
'Cause when it's 'an eye for an eye', everyone's blind
No one can really tell the score.
Good and bad, saints and sinners,
There are no real winners in war. .
There are no real winners in war!
There are no real winners in war.
No, no, no, no, no,
No winners in war...
No, no, no, no, no,
No winners in war.
In a 'New York minute' they're gone.
Melted steel, human flesh, concrete and glass,
Welded in the rubble as one.
Fear on the streets, terror in the skies
War's ugly horror right in front of your eyes.
And over and over, you ask yourself why
So many innocent people must die !
Violence hides in the shadows of the hungry child
Wherever there's poverty it breeds..
In the slums, the sweatshops and the refugee camps,
On the hopelessness it feeds.
Below in the holes where the human's abused
Where there's never a mention on the evening news
A hell where there's nothing, and nothing to lose
It's easy to see why it ain't love that they choose.
Over here, over there, it's the same everywhere
Retaliation just recycles the pain.
How many turns will it take till we learn
There's no bargain in this devil's game.
When it's an 'eye for an eye,' both sides are blind
No one can really tell the score.
Live or die, saint or sinner,
There are no real winners in war.
Wars don't decide who's wrong and who's right – Only who's left.
When the choke from the smoke and the ashes subside – There's only death.
We call each other Satan to justify our hate and
Give reason why so many die.
But after we're in it, do you think for a minute
That in war God really takes sides ?
Over here, over there, it's the same everywhere
Retaliation recycles the pain.
How many turns will it take till we learn
Someone must come break this chain.
'Cause when it's 'an eye for an eye', everyone's blind
No one can really tell the score.
Good and bad, saints and sinners,
There are no real winners in war. .
There are no real winners in war!
There are no real winners in war.
No, no, no, no, no,
No winners in war...
No, no, no, no, no,
No winners in war.
Contributed by giorgio - 2009/11/22 - 21:45
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Album: The Human Spirit Will Prevail [2003]
Lyrics and Music by C. Michael Stout
"When it's an 'eye for an eye,' both sides are blind...There are no real winners in war.