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 |
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