I hope you find what youre lookin for when it all comes runnin down I hope you find it painted black on your window, or the lips of your lovers frown Cuz if it dies in cold, when the clouds start to roll. Is it then that your soul, starts to bleed? Have you ever seen the President who killed your wounded child? Or the man that crashed your sisters plane claimin he was sent of God? And when she died in your arms, late that night in the dark, did you pray to your God to come home? Cuz it aint fair to say, that these tracks are the same. Chorus: So God if you can hear me crash this train I said God if you can hear me crash this train. Now a note to the President, and the Government, and the Judges of this place. Were still waitin for you to bring our troops home, clean up that mess you made. Cuz it smells of blood and money and oil across the Iraqi land. But it seems so easy here to blind us with your United We Stand And it aint hard to see that this Country aint free. Chorus: So God if you can hear me crash this train I said God if you can hear me crash this train. To the mothers and to the fathers whove done the best they could. Cuz raisin youngins in a messed up world, it aint so understood. So Ill cover my ears, and my eyes, pretend that loves the same. Cuz with one courts signature, it all becomes erased. And it aint hard to tell, when its love that we sell. Chorus: So God if you can hear me, crash this train I said God if you can hear me crash this train. I said God if you can hear me crash this train. I said my God if you can hear me crash this train. Songwriters JAMES, JOSHUA FRED Published by Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Posted on: Fri, 05 Dec 2014 06:07:29 +0000
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