A Simple Prayer
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, but 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 o.k, and in the Lord’s care
Pray they return, with their
faculty,
and one day we’ll 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’ll 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
With not a lot of grace, nor majesty,
a human disgrace
End your simple day, with this simple prayer,
pray they’re o.k., and in the Lord’s care
Pray they return, with their faculty,
and one day we’ll learn of war’s futility
End your simple day, with this simple song,
sing pain away, hope all are strong
Pray they return to their family,
and one day we’ll learn of war’s futility