• Simplify
    A rosebud crushed on a city street
    Simplify
    A Bible burned to satisfy
    Why? Who? When?
    Our world is massacred inside
    Some say that's life;
    "It happens now, then and again."

    But I found proof,
    written down on the subway wall,
    And it read,
    "The Soldier Ghost is gone and dead."
    The readers nod,
    smoking their last cigarettes
    Going out
    leaving us alive to mend...

    What they've caused!
    And I don't know what we're gonna do,
    Or where to start,
    Stuck on a train just passing thru'...
    Without a ticket,
    or the money, or the credentials
    Just an empty suitcase
    filled with overalls.