For The Fallen - Tim O'Brien

The seeds of this war were sewn in our father’s time

And every bomb will plant some more fear and hate

Let’s break this chain of history before it gets too late

How many men will choose to run with the mad dog

How many more will have to die at his bloody hand

And who will shield our children from this plague that kills our land

I close my eyes and ears, don’t want the news

I will not watch them play the scenes again

Don’t ask me who’s side I’m on, or what I think about it

Cause I don’t want to play that game, I’m not buyin in

What do you need to get through the daytime

What do you need to get through the night

Who made these rules and who’s to say who’s wrong and who is right