Courtney Leigh Heins

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Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
In Honor	My Top Songs	9/10/2007

Where?s My Revolution?
-lyrics by Courtney Leigh Heins

The Vet on the corner looks up for a smoke
I can see the shots in his eyes
Seldom does he speak, but to his boot-heeled feet
Two caskets curled under his thighs

Well a dirge can be heard from the gnats in his hair
Fingernails guard souvenirs
From the trenches once grand in a fault-lined land
A crossroads cemented by fears:

So where?s my revolution?
The daisies you promised to me
Your war, my execution
Now I?ll never know the man I might be

His brothers have passed, his wife has moved on
He is nursed by a bottle of wine
Drifts through the streets with thoughts in his head
Did I? When did I cross the line?

Well a dirge can be heard from the voice in his head
Memories guard souvenirs
From the trenches once planned for a fault-lined land
A crossroads cemented by years:

So where?s my revolution?
Those letters you promised to send
My war, your retribution
Now I?ll never know the man I?d have been

Well, I shot a man then I asked him his name
He said, ?Oh brother, we?re all the same
I?m movin? on now
But you?ll have to choose
While they sit in the White House shinin? their shoes?

Oh, Lord?

Well, it?s thirty years later now
But my goal is the same
As I sit here at sunset
As I sit here on Sunset
Beggin? for change