不只音樂,還有Podcast

在「MyMusic」App 開啟

熱門關鍵字

歌詞

A fallen brother, he’s a fallen husband
He’s about to be woken in his hospital bed
He doesn’t want to rest; he just wants to run
And he’s tired of being told that he’s the lucky one

A caped crusader, she’s a newborn leader
But you should see her when her daughter’s on the phone
And she wipes the tears away
And she laces up because there’s still hell to pay
And it sure feels like hell today, today

And she says
“You see these hands They’re bruised and brown
They’re yours alone
Hold on, love, we’re still going down.
Hold on, love, we’re still fighting at home
The war at home

Innocence behind his broken expression,
He’s a child of mercy, he’s an unlearned lesson.
And he’s trying to wake up
From this wilderness his world has now become.
He’s reaching out to those he’s running from.

And he says
You see these hands They’re bruised and brown
They’re yours alone
Hold on, now, we’re still going down
Hold on, now, we’re still fighting

And it’s
One step forward, two steps back
This is all who are marching.
One step forward, two steps back
This is young and old
One step forward, two steps back
Through the void of the silence
“You are not alone

You see these hands They’re millions strong
They are yours now
Hold on, now, we’re all going down
Hold on, now, we’re all fighting at home
The war at home