LOWER THE FLAG

Offer up their thoughts and prayers
Soon there'll be protests in the street
And the media from out of town will chew it up then spit it out
And move on to the next one before we even grieve
they'll move on to the next one before we even grieve

Some say we start to die on the day that we're born
But no one wants to live life on their knees
Maybe we start to die on the day that we're born
But we deserve to live life in between

A husband kisses the cross that bears his mothers (?) name
And promises that he'll see her once again
Won't see her children grow, won't see their love grow old
Last night their dream became a nightmare and their nightmare has no end
Last night their dream became a nightmare and their nightmare has no end