O Brother

A life of gun in hand, with a dedication to your land
Inside out you’ve shown it’s not what life’s all about
No, we can not believe in what you said
When your whole life’s been a sacrifice mislead (mislead.)
But we still hold the pride
When the gun smoke clears, we’ll still salute you
When you return by the tides
We’ll be here to see your life through
I’m confused and punctured
My conscience is my only means of direction
Did I sign up for suicide, of a saddened bride?
Three more years, no white picket fencing, and suffering a mental conviction
Please, don’t you think that now we will look down
On a man who’s realized what’s true to him now? (to him now)
But we still hold the pride
When the gun smoke clears, we’ll still salute you
When you return by the tides
We’ll be here to see your life through. (to see your life)
It’s not giving up, it’s seeing what else there’s to see
When you’re soon set free, there is so much more than a camouflaged hell
SO COCK THE GUN AND FIRE INTO THE EYES OF A GREAT DESIRE
A fleeting destiny that is turned into what is considered to be normal
And I’m here for you
No, we can not believe in what you said
When your whole life’s been a sacrifice mislead (mislead.)
But we still hold the pride
When the gun smoke clears, we’ll still salute you
When you return by the tides
We’ll be here to see your life through
But we still hold the pride
When the gun smoke clears, we’ll still salute you
When you return by the tides
We’ll be here to see your life through
We still hold the pride
When the gun smoke clears, we’ll still salute you
When you return by the tides
We’ll be here to see your life through
We still hold the pride
When the gun smoke clears, we’ll still salute you
When you return by the tides
We’ll be here to see your life through