The Walking Wounded

We're in the church house kneeling down

We're in the subways, underground

We're in the bars and on the street

We drive a truck, we walk a beat

We're in the mills and factories

We make the steel, we cut the trees

A thousand yards stare as a glass

But we will see you when you pass

We lost our homes, we lost our dreams

All our goals have turned to schemes

We hurt each other and ourselves

So after long traumatic spells

We are the walking, we are the walking

We are the walking wounded

We cried out from the deepest pit

But rise back up each time we're hit

We fell from power and from grace

Resurrection's in our face

We're just like little girls and boys

We play with grown up toys

We never thought of sink or swim

My brother hurts me so I hurt him

We are the walking, we are the walking

We are the walking wounded

Like a circle, round and round

We go up so we come down

We don't explain or apologize

We pull the veil across our eyes

We see through your fake refrain

We won't let you see our pain

You may not know us but you'll see

There are more than you'd believe

We are the walking, we are the walking

We are the walking, we are the walking

We are the walking (a thousand hours of glass)

We are the walking (see our past)

We are the walking wounded