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The Walking Wounded (by Rosanne Cash)

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We’re in the church house kneeling down
We’re in the subways underground
In the bars and on the street
Drive a truck we walk a beat

We’re in the mills and factories
We make the steel we cut the trees
A thousand yards stare eyes of glass
We will see you when you pass

We lost our homes we lost our dreams
All our goals have turned to schemes
We hurt each other and ourselves
So after long traumatic spells

We are the walking
We are the walking
We are the walking
Wounded

We cry out from the deepest pit
Rise back up each time we’re hit
We fell from power and from grace
The resurrections in our face

We’re just like little girls and boys
We play with grown up toys
We never thought of sink or swim
My brother hurts me so I hurt him

We are the walking
We are the walking
We are the walking
Wounded

Like the circle round and round
We go up so we come down
We don’t explain or apologize
We pull the veil across our eyes

We see through your favorite frame
We will let you see your pain
You may not know us but you’ll see
There are more than you believe

We are the walking
We are the walking
We are the walking
We are the walking
We are the walking
We are the walking
We are the walking
Wounded

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