He left his home where is clear blue sky
And the wife and mother he kissed goodbuy
And to his son he is bigger than life
Like he's every superhero combined
Maybe I just don't see
Why the liberty tree
Has to feed on the dead
As the cover took power and greed
Hope is all full of lead
Hope full of lead
Come and say a prayer for the marching man
With the world on his shoulders and a gun in his hand
All the mud is blood red from his brothers in the sand
All this goddamn war and I’ll never understand why…
And back at home he is a weighed that paid
Just a number if he stumbles and fails
A nameless one in a bad chess game
Every battle is another round play
Maybe I just don't need
Overall that conceit
That the god will die here
In the dreams I have seen
The world that believes
We can stand up as one
Come and say a prayer for the marching man
With the world on his shoulders and a gun in his hand
All the mud is blood red from his brothers in the sand
All this goddamn war and i’ll never understand why…
They ease a gun and the time has come
For the son to hear his father's call
His wife and mother are now left alone
As they pray that not another one falls
Come and say a prayer for the marching man
With the world on his shoulders and a gun in his hand
All the mud is blood red from his brothers in the sand
All this goddamn war and i’ll never understand why…
