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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeSouls Of The Departed
On the road to Basra stood young Lieutenant Jimmy BlyDetailed to go through the clothes of the soldiers who diedAt night in dreams he sees their souls riseLike dark geese into the Oklahoma skiesWell this is a prayer for the souls of the departedThose who've gone and left their babies brokenheartedThis is a prayer for the souls of the departedNow Raphael Rodriguez was just seven years oldShot down in a schoolyard by some East Compton CholosHis mamma cried "My beautiful boy is dead"In the hills the self-made men just sighed and shook their headsThis is a prayer for the souls of the departedThose who've gone and left their babies brokenheartedYoung lives over before they got startedThis is a prayer for the souls of the departedTonight as I tuck my own son in bedAll I can think of is what if it would've been him insteadI want to build me a wall so high nothing can burn it downRight here on my own piece of dirty groundNow I ply my trade in the land of king dollarWhere you get paid and your silence passes as honorAnd all the hatred and dirty little liesBeen written off the books and into decent men's eyes
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