redemption day

i've wept for those who suffer long

but how i weep for those who've gone

into rooms of grief and questioned wrong

but keep on killing

it's in the soul to feel such things

but weak to watch without speaking

oh what mercy sadness brings

if god be willing

there is a train that's heading straight

to heaven's gate

to heaven's gate

and on the way

child and man

and woman wait

watch and wait

for redemption day

fire rages in the streets

and swallows everything it meets

it's just an image often seen

on television

come leaders

come you men of great

let us hear you pontificate

your many virtues laid to waste

and we aren't listening

what do you have for us today

throw us a bone but save the plate

on why we waited til so late

was there no oil to excavate

no riches in trade for the fate

of every person who died in hate

throw us a bone

you men of great

there is a train that's heading straight

to heaven's gate

to heaven's gate

and on the way

child and man

and woman wait

watch and wait

for redemption day

it's buried in the countryside

it's exploding in the shells at night

it's everywhere a baby cries

freedom