Stone

The family killed on that day
Was the mark of the start of the loss of many
Brothers in arms to the cause of freedom
That never seems to come
So as the night drifts coldly on
We look to God for forgiveness for the acts of our sons.

So as the enemy sleeps in their beds
A rebel of our own mistakenly cuts off their heads
Its a moment that we dread
A moment we fear
Because we know your revenge will be clear
Two more families, two more homes
As we seek one more to claim justice done

Yet justice never comes
We are never done
They need a job and we need a gun
But they have the gun and we have the job
So sell ourselves to them
End the bloody war
Let them make our dresses hem
And we'll be able to find another purpose to live for

Yet now another act of death
Has come upon us all
Someone has lost their breath
And their body takes a fall
Missing in charred rubble their funeral is gone
Taking away the last thing we're meant to love

Another bomb another day
Another sniper shot away
Soldier and sniper both at once
On and on goes the violence

Bring civilization back with a simple stone
Not with a bomb or a plane or a factory
But another stone
All revolutions start with a stone
Imagine where we'd be without homes
Built out of stone.