summer soldier

i feel sorry for the soldier who is shot and stoned in anger

i feel sorry for his wife and child at home

i feel sorry for the bomber who all life and limb dishonours

for the people that he's maimed and left alone

the lord god said love thy neighbour

though in human life he trades

he's still a man

i feel sorry for the children who with open mind are willing

to fight for ideals aged and past their time

i feel sorry for the children who will join the vicious circle

of instinct fear bred from their parents' minds

the lord god said love thy neighbour

break the circle

free the hater

call him a friend

wake up

wake up

there's a man by your side

with a knife and a gun in each hand

wake up

wake up

you're one and the same

it's time to stop and decide

is it love or hate?

is it peace or war?

it's for sure there's no inbetween

politicians point views

but they're pointing for you

the solution has to be seen

i thought i saw a summer soldier

helmet on his brow

his silver rifle clutched beneath his armour-plated shroud

i fire in hate

he cried aloud

to protect myself from defeat

my shield's my cause

my cause is war

and from war i'll make no retreat

i dreamt i saw an angel bright

a halo on his brow

his golden sword lay in its sheath beneath his silver shroud

i drwa thee not

he cried aloud

though your deeds like spears strike my soul

my shield's my love

my cause is peace

faith be sure i shall not retreat