A protest song is a song that's so specific that you cannot mistake it for bullshit.

Call it peace or call it treason / call it love or call it reason / but I ain't marching anymore

It is wrong to expect a reward for your struggles. The reward is the act of struggle itself, not what you win.

The people who carried the burden, who marked in strange field in search of an answer, and ended their journeys an unwilling hero.

So good to be alive when the eulogies are read.

Some people never get their feet on the ground, They're either sitting in a chair or theyre laying down.

It's always the old to lead us to the war. It's always the young to fall.