Bootheel (Song For A Soldier)

God goes underwater, underwater sometimes
All the tired watchmen in the world can't keep him out
You say unfortunate it had to be done
We both taste the dust of clay today, boot heel

Proof right there a horrible commotion
Bodies grey and red
Dig through news and so much slimy rubble
And you’ll read it said

The world is crying but your eyes are dry
Tell me, do you have friends who died, boot heel?

Could I be imagining confusion behind your stare
Only young a swagger with a sweetness in the coffeeshop stairs
The room is louder but not your voice
Tell me, do you think you have a choice, boot heel?