Brother John Songtext
von Middle Distance Runner

Brother John, you had better lay your weapon aside
You had better learn there′s no shame in hiding
Won't you run?
And John, drop your gun


Father John, pray you don′t get punished for your pride
You had better learn the value in biting your tongue
And holding your son

Time, time is honey: slow and golden and sweet
Can't nobody take my honey
But bees, they will swarm
Let peace be my sword
And stay with me, Lord
Let peace be my sword