Songwriting catalog of singer/songwriter Greg Shields mixing a variety of styles ranging from up tempo rock anthems to heart felt acoustic and piano based
See the vagrant as he shuffles his feet
He stands on two but only one is the real thing
It slowed his movement but it sure increased his thirst
He's wearing two hearts as he paces in a circle
One is broken and the other is purple
He can't remember which one that he got first
He left town with an ego
And he came home a hero
But that place took a piece of him for life
See the woman as she falls to her knees
The folded flag she's holding says everything
She'd give her life just to see him once more
Seven weeks from the end of his third tour
1st Lt in the eighty second airborne
Now she can't remember what he was fighting for
Her tears fell as the moon rose
On her first night as a widow
Cause that place took a piece of her for life
Freedom is something never freely given
Its something won by those who never give in
But there are losses in the paying of the price
Some their hearts and others their lives
Its the nature of the fallen mankind
There must be death so there can be life
A story older than words and rhyme
Passed through the ages since the dawn of time
Let our voice be united
Let our hearts all be ignited
As we pray for peace to rain down
There's a light in the window
For the vagrants and the widows
Where we all find the strength to carry on
We'll find strength to carry on
(c) 2011 Greg Shields
