Bruce Springsteen - Border Guard
Bless on the border guard so cold and aloneBless on the child so far from his homePity the border guard who feels like a woman to cryPity the border guard whose life guards the lineA light is a funny thingA border sometimeA light is a hurting thingUse only to divineI pity the refugee whose home lies behindI pity the border guard and his border lineHe keeps his machine gun nose pointed to the skyThe night time is his masterAnd you know the dawn light brings his captorAnd I pity the border guard as he walks, well as he walks his ownThe echo of his foot steps is all a friend would knowA home is a funny thingYou get tied to the earthLike a love is a crazy thingIn the eye of a childI Pity the border guard whose soul taken captive at birthMay the sweet brace of his grief and show him how to be so wildYes a light is a funny thingA border sometimesA light is a hurting thingUsed only to divineHe who made the open plains and the world one and allCould not have conceived with a barbed wire brainFor the building of the wall and at night I keep my fire brightSo that I may be safe when I sleepTill I wake on that wonderful morning with no more light well ooh
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