The Bum and the General (feat. Catherine Wynder)

When the world's getting harsher and colder than fair
Where the good gets the bad and the bad doesn't care
So I'm telling the stories to show what I mean
But things that you'll see cannot be unseen
It makes me say

There's bum on the street and he's asking for change
But nobody looked his direction that day
All that he says that he needs with your dime
Is a meal for his daughter and some shelter this time
And I reach in my soul and I answer his call
He tells me God Bless You and there's hope for us all
But a few hours later he is asking for more
He's got a bottle of whiskey and a bag from a score
It makes me say...

There was a general, a hero, a leader of man
Holds the fate of his soldiers in the palm of his hand
How can it be that he's better off dead
Then to live with the demons that grow in his head
Like the burden he carries from the battle survived,
To the last image he witnessed that burned in his mind
Was when he rolled on by
He saw a child with a rifle that's willing to die
Makes me say...