Glory

I’m so tired of hearin’ the same old story
To grim to bleak to have to look toward that one day in Glory
When one man’s plan can seem to force some to head over… before their time
But he ran away, run away, don’t think he’ll mind

Run away… you’ll be fine

Damned when our dreams don’t get realized
Damned when we’re found out by all of our petty lies
Damned when our plans fail; damned when people try
Damned when I cant see the truth through these jaded eyes

These eyes… see through these eyes

But I’ll tell ya somethin’
More than I want to know, I want to feel
That somehow… it’s all gonna be alright
Tell me it’s gonna be alright

I’ll tell ya about this young man who thought it was over
Still that gas-guzzlin SUV just couldn’t cross over
Damned boy walked though, kept to that high ground
Them people weren’t so lucky, inside those train cars they drowned

He walked away… from this mess

Tell me ’bout that President from yesteryear
Somethin’ about a better way of life through military fear
Somethin’ about a better plan, this better man was stickin’ to his guns
Damn there’s gotta be a better way this world can be run

But I’m tellin’ ya somethin’
More than I want to know, I want to feel
That somehow… it’s gonna be alright

And more than I want to see, I need to hear
Someone tell me somehow… that it’s gonna be alright
Tell me it’s gonna be alright

ALBUM(S):

From But I Tell You (2005) and LIVE: Deconstructing the American Dream (2006)

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NOTES:

I wrote this song just after hearing about this news story. I guess some of my details are/were off, but the point stands: One person’s decision caused these people’s death.

It struck an interesting chord in me because in light of the US occupation in Iraq. One man’s decision resulting in so much death.

Some say pride is the biggest sin. And I think that stickin’ to your guns when you’re dead wrong might just be pride.