Stranger - David Baerwald

Brother at this moment

You ain’t feeling any pain

And you’re staring out the window

And it looks like rain

And you’re a veteran and you know

About monkeys on the brain

You watched every dream you’ve had

Lie broken in the drain

Three hundred thousand men

All different all the same

Three hundred thousand men

All different all the same

Piled up like driftwood

In a pouring rain

Hey stranger

Ain’t there nothing I can say

Can you think of any way

That you can make it through the day

Hey stranger

Ain’t there nothing I can do

You lost it all for me

There must be something I can do for you

A quarter of the country

Is one paycheck from the street

A tenth of the country

Has never had enough to eat

And one one hundredth of the country

Is strangling all the rest

And every policeman on the street

Is wearing a bulletproof vest

Three hundred thousand men

All different all the same

Three hundred thousand men

All different all the same

Piled up like driftwood

In a pouring rain

Hey stranger

Ain’t there nothing I can say

Can you think of any way

That you can make it through the day

Hey stranger

Ain’t there nothing I can do

You lost it all for me

There must be something I can do for you