Little Pills ... from the barrel of a gun

Jim Savarino © 1994

There's a man
A military man
His name is Michael
He's busy working

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Dispensing justice

With little pills
From the barrel of a gun

When he was called 
His age was nineteen
They took his youth
Gave him a new lie

Chorus

Twenty years
Of war and waiting
He isn't hating
It's all he knows

Chorus

He is 40
The scars he's carried
He was married
Now he's alone

Chorus

Bridge

Well the things we choose to hold to our hearts
Often turn much worse than they first seem
And another young life grows withered and dry
Flies like the chaff before the seed

There's a man
A homeless man
His name is Michael
With too many memories

Chorus