Hey Ma - James

Now, the towers have fallen

So much dust in the air

It affected your vision

Couldn’t see yourself clear

From the fall came such choices

Even worse than the fall

There’s this chain of consequences

Within, without

Action, cause and reaction

Never follows to plan

Black swans on your picnic table

Knocking over the jam

Please don’t preach me forgiveness

You’re hardwired for revenge

War is just about business

Within, without

Hey ma, the boys in body bags

Coming home in pieces

Hey ma, the boys in body bags

Coming home in pieces

Hey ma, the boys in body bags

Coming home in pieces

Coming home in pieces

War, war, war, war

The dead live on within us

Keep your fingers crossed

We were choking on the smoke and the dust

And the lives that were lost

Scratch the surface of liberals

There’s a beast underneath

Others hiding their Jekyll’s

Within, without

Hey ma, the boys in body bags

Coming home in pieces

Hey ma, the boys in body bags

Coming home in pieces

War, war, war, war

I can feel the daylight

I can feel the day lightning on me, lightning on me

I can feel the daylight

I can feel the day lightning on me, falling on me