I get up this morning, looking out the window
There I see the rain, it is coming down harder and faster
Like flaming arrows and balls of fire knowing
I have to go out there and try to win the battle for the day
He told me what happened when he was in the desert
He told me that he watched a little boy run in front of a tank
That little boy... I have a little boy...
His mother ran to save him, but it was too late.