Dear Laura

Mayday mayday, what was the story?
Mayday holiday here in the sun
It's martial law under a false sense of glory
National security under their thumb

The thing he's taught us is how it feels to be left out

Mayday mayday, tell me your story
Who's gonna save the day? We're under the gun
We'll sit and watch at the mortuary
We'll sit and watch the blind, deaf and dumb

The thing he's taught us is how it feels to be left out
Another phantom foe for him to fight while we sit here in doubt

I doubt if he thought he'd ever get half as far in life
I wonder if he laughs about it late night with his wife
I wonder if she prays for every family torn apart
I wonder if he burned their bodies, she would eat their hearts

Dear Laura, will you eat our bleeding hearts?