Lyrics
The Walkin' Wounded
Benny sitting in his car by the side of the highway
Driver came along textin' about last night's par-tay
Never saw Benny until the crash, then he drove away
Benny cracked the windshield, sunk into a coma for 40 days
Now he's walkin' around, just a little bit lame
He's walkin' around, ain't all right in his brain
Now he's walkin' around, but he'll never be the same
Cause he's one of the walkin', walkin' wounded
Now he's one of the walkin', walkin' wounded
Yeah he's one of the walkin', walkin' wounded
He's still alive,
But just a little bit dead
Sara missed her period two months straight, her boyfriend went MIA
Couldn't bring herself to terminate, decided to give it away
Carried that child to term all alone, left the hospital the same way
Every May 1st now for 15 years, she whispers "Happy Birthday"
Now she's walkin' around, takin' all the blame
She's walkin' around, still feelin' ashamed
Yeah, she's walkin' around, but she's never been the same
Cause she's one of the walkin', walkin' wounded
Now she's one of the walkin', walkin' wounded
Yeah she's one of the walkin', walkin' wounded
She's still alive,
But she's a little bit dead
There's woman over there lost her son, Lord, he was so young
A man over there lost his wife, like he lost his own life
See that girl there, she's been abused, she feels all used up
That boy there, just needs a dad, but all he ever gets is mad
They're all walkin' around, trying to hide
They're all walkin' around, something's died
They're all trying to hide something that's died inside
They're all part of the walkin', walkin' wounded
Yeah they all joined the walkin', walkin' wounded
Just a few of the walkin', walkin' wounded
They're still alive, they're still alive,
But they're a little bit dead
Next time you see them, you won't even know
Maybe walking right beside you, you just never know
So give 'em some slack, maybe let 'em slide
'Cause they just might be a little bit dead inside
Yeah, maybe they're one of the walkin', walkin' wounded
They could be one of the walkin', walkin' wounded
We're all one of the walkin', walkin' wounded
We're still alive, we're still alive,
But we're a little bit dead
© 2013 greg carannante
