The Mess We're In

We’ve got no money but we’ve got our lives
A voice that’s louder than any picket sign
Don’t take away what is ours to keep
This very land that lies beneath our feet
Don’t know about this mess we’re in
Bombs are bursting in a far off land
Fire’s in the sky, soldier takes his stand
Who’s to know about this rules that men make
For what honor and for who’s sake
Don’t know about this mess we’re in
The smoke is clearing and we see a light
Coming together for a different fight
All of us looking, finding our way again
Out of this mess we’re in
Walking the streets because she has no home
All she has hangs on her flesh and bones
Too many nights sleeping without a warm bed
She passes by but they just turn their heads
Don’t know about this mess we’re in
Old man dying from too much drink
Blood and glass in the bathroom sink
No one stopped to read the words that he wrote
Or are to hear to stories that he told
Don’t know about this mess we’re in
The smoke is clearing and we see a light
Coming together for a different fight
All of us looking, finding our way again
Out of this mess we’re in
Finding our way again
Out of this mess we’re in
Finding our way again
Out of this mess we’re in