When the leaders of nations are stabbing the dark
With a knife grown blunt as they tear it apart
I’m ashamed
To pick up the pieces
When the cries of starvation are echoing
Through the guts of a nation that’s bloated with spoils of war
Was it worth fighting for?
Is this war worth fighting?
Is this war worth fighting?
Is it all worth fighting for?
When she picked up the gun she was shocked by the weight
She caressed the cold barrel, felt the stirrings of hate in her heart
Could she blow this apart?
When she looked at the river of blood in the sink
She saw colours and shapes and she started to think it’s a shame
But aren’t we all the same?
Is this war worth fighting?
Is this war worth fighting?
Is it all worth fighting
If evil prevails while we turn a blind eye
While we’re washing our hands of the moment to try to speak out
To stand up and shout
I am not afraid
I am not forgotten
I will not be silenced
That’s a war worth fighting
With a knife grown blunt as they tear it apart
I’m ashamed
To pick up the pieces
When the cries of starvation are echoing
Through the guts of a nation that’s bloated with spoils of war
Was it worth fighting for?
Is this war worth fighting?
Is this war worth fighting?
Is it all worth fighting for?
When she picked up the gun she was shocked by the weight
She caressed the cold barrel, felt the stirrings of hate in her heart
Could she blow this apart?
When she looked at the river of blood in the sink
She saw colours and shapes and she started to think it’s a shame
But aren’t we all the same?
Is this war worth fighting?
Is this war worth fighting?
Is it all worth fighting
If evil prevails while we turn a blind eye
While we’re washing our hands of the moment to try to speak out
To stand up and shout
I am not afraid
I am not forgotten
I will not be silenced
That’s a war worth fighting
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