Martina Mcbride - This Uncivil War текст песни

This uncivil war

(gretchen peters)

Theres a silence on the front lines

You can cut it with a knife

You can stay and take your changes

Or you can run to save your life

And one side is retreating

And the others runnin scared

And the drums of war are beating

Even through its undeclared

And both sides say theyre winning

And both sides know theyre losing

And neither one knows what theyre fighting for

And in the quiet little places

You can see the little faces

Huddled right outside the bedroom door

Praying for an end to this uncivil war

Papa needs a new job

So hes swallowing his pride

Oh, but it dont go down easy

And it eats him up inside

And mama, she dont notice

Little sisters ragged dress

Lately she dont notice

Much of anything

I guess

Theyre just fightin off the hunger

Tryin to keep from goin under

But the wolves just keep on

Gatherin round the door

Theres no place to run for cover

So theyre turning on each other

Cause there really aint no winners anymore

Just victims of this uncivil war

Theres a silence on the front lines

You can cut it with a knife

You can stay and take your chances

Or you can run to save your life