bruce springsteen
border guard
BORDER GUARD Bless on the border guard so cold and alone Bless on the child so far from his home Pity the border guard who feels like a woman to cry Pity the border guard whose life guards the line A light is a funny thing A border sometime A light is a hurting thing Use only to divine I pity the refugee whose home lies behind I pity the border guard and his border line He keeps his machine gun nose pointed to the sky The night time is his master And you know the dawn light brings his captor And I pity the border guard as he walks, well as he walks his own The echo of his foot steps is all a friend would know A home is a funny thing You get tied to the earth Like a love is a crazy thing In the eye of a child I Pity the border guard whose soul taken captive at birth May the sweet brace of his grief and show him how to be so wild Yes a light is a funny thing A border sometimes A light is a hurting thing Used only to divine He who made the open plains and the world one and all Could not have conceived with a barbed wire brain For the building of the wall and at night I keep my fire bright So that I may be safe when I sleep Till I wake on that wonderful morning with no more light well ooh.