Concentration Songtext
von Jordan Smart

A thousand hungry people
Standin in a line
Herded into fences
A sea of ribs and spines
A desperate congregation
Both elder and child
Barbed wire gun fire
Mercenaries smile

I can′t concentrate
Can you?
I can't concentrate
Can you?


Flour spilling in the streets
Soakin up the blood
A little watermelon seed
Has grown into a bud
The clinging child has not been fed
It′s been at least a week
And still she tries to share her bread
A language they don't speak

I can't concentrate
Can you?
I can′t concentrate
Can you?

For Ward we march for Ward we move
As history unfolds
Bearing witness to war crimes
A field of marigolds
Unmarked roadside family graves
Full of flesh and bone
A million displaced people
With rubble for a home


I can′t concentrate
Can you?
I can't concentrate
Can you?
I can′t concentrate
Can you?
I can't concentrate
Can you?