BORDER GUARD



Bless on the border guard so cold and alone

Bless on the child so far from his home

Pity the border guard who feels like a woman to cry

Pity the border guard whose life guards the line

A light is a funny thing

A border sometime

A light is a hurting thing

Use only to divine

I pity the refugee whose home lies behind

I pity the border guard and his border line

He keeps his machine gun nose pointed to the sky

The night time is his master

And you know the dawn light brings his captor



And I pity the border guard as he walks, well as he walks his own

The echo of his foot steps is all a friend would know

A home is a funny thing

You get tied to the earth

Like a love is a crazy thing

In the eye of a child



I Pity the border guard whose soul taken captive at birth

May the sweet brace of his grief and show him how to be so wild

Yes a light is a funny thing

A border sometimes

A light is a hurting thing

Used only to divine

He who made the open plains and the world one and all

Could not have conceived with a barbed wire brain

For the building of the wall and at night I keep my fire bright

So that I may be safe when I sleep



Till I wake on that wonderful morning with no more light well ooh