Hard Times

Under the sun the light may shine for all
Dean took off on a nations duty call
Was back in December in a wooden body box
He took his family with him, the memories
Can't be stopped
These are Hard Times
Under the God his word lives beyond all talk
I heard about a girl, Central Park in New York
She was beaten with steel bars, stones and then raped
Said the gang of youths "She's nothing"
...three quarters of her blood escaped
These are Hard Times

These are hard times but I'm sure some have been worse
I'm not poor and I'm not dying of thirst
But you see it all around you each and every day
Does living in hard times mean
There's good times on the way?
These are Hard Times