Song | A Simple Prayer |
Artist | Jeffrey Gaines |
Album | Jeffrey Gaines Live |
Neither side will win | |
All are sure to fail | |
But not joining in is an act of betrayal | |
Betrayal to your king | |
And all who fought before | |
The noblest of things is to die in their war | |
Neither should begin | |
For everyone will lose | |
Soldiers of tin | |
With everything to prove | |
Who do we oppose | |
And what do we defend | |
Honor I suppose | |
End your simple day | |
With this simple prayer | |
Pray they’re okay | |
And in the Lord’s care | |
Pray they return with their faculty | |
And one day we learn of war's futility | |
End your simple day | |
With this simple song | |
Sing pain away | |
Hope all are strong | |
Hope they return | |
To live happily | |
And one day we learn of war’s futility | |
Neither side will win | |
For nothing will be gained | |
Notify next of kin | |
Have this casualty claimed | |
These are words of kings, commanders and chiefs | |
You hear the same sort of things | |
From scoundrels and thieves | |
Neither should begin | |
For what a price we pay | |
Soldiers of tin being blown away | |
Not a lot of grace | |
Nor majesty | |
A human disgrace | |
End your simple day | |
With this simple prayer | |
Pray they’re okay and in the Lord’s care | |
Pray they return with their faculty | |
And one day we learn of war’s futility | |
End your simple day with this simple song | |
Sing pain away hope all are strong | |
Hope they return to their family | |
And one day we learn of war’s futility | |
End your simple day | |
With this simple prayer | |
Pray they’re okay and in the Lord’s care | |
Pray they return with their faculty | |
And one day we learn of war’s futility | |
End your simple day | |
With this simple song | |
Sing pain away hope all are strong | |
Hope they return to live happily | |
And one day we learn of war’s futility | |
Neither side will win | |
All are sure to fail | |
But not joining in is an act of betrayal | |
Betrayal to your king | |
And all who fought before | |
The noblest of things is to die in their war | |
Neither should begin | |
For everyone will lose | |
Soldiers of tin | |
With everything to prove | |
Who do we oppose | |
And what do we defend? |
Neither side will win | |
All are sure to fail | |
But not joining in is an act of betrayal | |
Betrayal to your king | |
And all who fought before | |
The noblest of things is to die in their war | |
Neither should begin | |
For everyone will lose | |
Soldiers of tin | |
With everything to prove | |
Who do we oppose | |
And what do we defend | |
Honor I suppose | |
End your simple day | |
With this simple prayer | |
Pray they' re okay | |
And in the Lord' s care | |
Pray they return with their faculty | |
And one day we learn of war' s futility | |
End your simple day | |
With this simple song | |
Sing pain away | |
Hope all are strong | |
Hope they return | |
To live happily | |
And one day we learn of war' s futility | |
Neither side will win | |
For nothing will be gained | |
Notify next of kin | |
Have this casualty claimed | |
These are words of kings, commanders and chiefs | |
You hear the same sort of things | |
From scoundrels and thieves | |
Neither should begin | |
For what a price we pay | |
Soldiers of tin being blown away | |
Not a lot of grace | |
Nor majesty | |
A human disgrace | |
End your simple day | |
With this simple prayer | |
Pray they' re okay and in the Lord' s care | |
Pray they return with their faculty | |
And one day we learn of war' s futility | |
End your simple day with this simple song | |
Sing pain away hope all are strong | |
Hope they return to their family | |
And one day we learn of war' s futility | |
End your simple day | |
With this simple prayer | |
Pray they' re okay and in the Lord' s care | |
Pray they return with their faculty | |
And one day we learn of war' s futility | |
End your simple day | |
With this simple song | |
Sing pain away hope all are strong | |
Hope they return to live happily | |
And one day we learn of war' s futility | |
Neither side will win | |
All are sure to fail | |
But not joining in is an act of betrayal | |
Betrayal to your king | |
And all who fought before | |
The noblest of things is to die in their war | |
Neither should begin | |
For everyone will lose | |
Soldiers of tin | |
With everything to prove | |
Who do we oppose | |
And what do we defend? |