In Any Tongue - Live At Pompeii 2016

Home and done it's just begun
 His heart weighs more
 More than it ever did before
 What has he done?
 God help my son
 Hey, stay a while, I'll stay up
 No sugar is enough to bring sweetness to his cup
 I know sorrow tastes the same on any tongue
 How was I to feel it
 When a gun was in my hands
 And I'd waited for so long
 How was I to see straight
 In the dust and blinding sun
 Just a pair of boots on the ground
 On the screen the young men die
 The children cry
 In the rubble of their lives
 What has he done?
 God help my son
 Hey, stay a while, I'll stay up
 The volume pumped right up
 But not enough to drown it out
 I hear "Mama" sounds the same in any tongue
 How am I to see you
 When my faith stands in the way
 And the wailing is long done
 How am I to know you
 With a joystick in my hand
 When the call to arms has come