Lives in the Balance

	作曲 : Browne
	Ive been waiting for something to happen
	For a week or a month or a year
	With the blood in the ink of the headlines
	And the sound of the crowd in my ear
	You might ask what it takes to remember
	When you know that youve seen it before
	Where a government lies to a people
	And a country is drifting to war
	And theres a shadow on the faces
	Of the men who send the guns
	To the wars that are fought in places
	Where their business interest runs
	On the radio talk shows and the t.v.
	You hear one thing again and again
	How the USA stands for freedom
	And we come to the aid of a friend
	But who are the ones that we call our friends--
	These governments killing their own?
	Or the people who finally can't take any more
	And they pick up a gun or a brick or a stone
	There are lives in the balance
	There are people under fire
	There are children at the cannons
	And there is blood on the wire
	There's a shadow on the faces
	Of the men who fan the flames
	Of the wars that are fought in places
	Where we can't even say the names
	They sell us the president the same way
	They sell us our clothes and our cars
	They sell us every thing from youth to religion
	The same time they sell us our wars
	I want to know who the men in the shadows are
	I want to hear somebody asking them why
	They can be counted on to tell us who our enemies are
	But theyre never the ones to fight or to die
	And there are lives in the balance
	There are people under fire
	There are children at the cannons
	And there is blood on the wire

	zuò qǔ : Browne
	Ive been waiting for something to happen
	For a week or a month or a year
	With the blood in the ink of the headlines
	And the sound of the crowd in my ear
	You might ask what it takes to remember
	When you know that youve seen it before
	Where a government lies to a people
	And a country is drifting to war
	And theres a shadow on the faces
	Of the men who send the guns
	To the wars that are fought in places
	Where their business interest runs
	On the radio talk shows and the t. v.
	You hear one thing again and again
	How the USA stands for freedom
	And we come to the aid of a friend
	But who are the ones that we call our friends
	These governments killing their own?
	Or the people who finally can' t take any more
	And they pick up a gun or a brick or a stone
	There are lives in the balance
	There are people under fire
	There are children at the cannons
	And there is blood on the wire
	There' s a shadow on the faces
	Of the men who fan the flames
	Of the wars that are fought in places
	Where we can' t even say the names
	They sell us the president the same way
	They sell us our clothes and our cars
	They sell us every thing from youth to religion
	The same time they sell us our wars
	I want to know who the men in the shadows are
	I want to hear somebody asking them why
	They can be counted on to tell us who our enemies are
	But theyre never the ones to fight or to die
	And there are lives in the balance
	There are people under fire
	There are children at the cannons
	And there is blood on the wire