A Cry in the Dark
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Pink's words say it all....
Listening to Pink and I keep coming back to this song. The words just mean so much with all that is going on at work. Daddy was a soldier he taught me about freedomPeace and all the great things that we takeAdvantage ofOnce I fed the homeless, I’ll never forgetI look upon their faces as I treated them withRespectAndThis is my vietnamI’m at warLife keeps on dropping bombsAnd I keep scoreMomma was a lunatic, she liked to push my buttonsShe said I wasn’t good enough, but I guess IiWasn’t tryingNever like school that much, they tried to teachMe betterBut I just wasn’t hearing it because I thought IWas already pretty cleverAndThis is my vietnamI’m at warLife keeps on dropping bombsAnd I keep scoreThis is my vietnamI’m at warThey keep on dropping bombsAnd I keep scoreWhat do you expect from me? What am I not giving you? What could I do for you to make me ok in yourEyes? This is my vietnamI’m at warThey keep on dropping bombsAnd I keep scoreThis is my vietnamI’m at warLife keeps on dropping bombsAnd I keep scoreThis is my vietnamThis is my vietnam
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