Verse 1:
Can you see the man
With the gun?
Hold your hands
And hope no sin.
Can you see the hand
Behind the door?
The dead land
And the man on the floor
Chorus:
Find him,
Find his place to rest
Help him,
Help him find his best
That man,
That man who did.
Who did, the world a favor
The favor to help us all.
Verse 2:
Can you see the words,
Written on the wall?
Seen with worried eyes,
And heard all the lies.
See the man,
Standing at the door.
The broken gun in hand
The hand callused and sore.
Chorus:
Find him,
Find his his place to rest
Help him,
Help him find his best
That man,
That man who did.
Who did the world, the world a favor.
The favor to save us all.
Note: At the time I wrote this song I felt really uneasy for some reason. I don't know what this song could be about either.
