This song, called Wounds I wrote as a tribute to veterans of all wars and was inspired by my work with Chaplain Mary Murphy of the Veterans Village.
If the link doesn't work above here are the lyrics.
Wounds
Melle Johnson
Support your soldiers far from home
Support your soldiers after they're home.
Remember those among us
And those that watch over us.
Keep the promise
Sacrifice for what they gave
Yesterday and today.
I.
wish to dig a grave for your enemy
Purchase another plot for yourself.
Cos the snakebite doesn't really kill you
But the venom that pulses in your veins.
Let go of all the wounds
Celebrate the sacrifices that are made.
Remember to keep the promise to those among us
For the sake of those who now watch over us
From above.
II
And you wish your time
Could somehow be discovered
And for certain know the bullet was meant for you
In the Lord's eyes suffering just a part of growing.
And his kiss upon your head spreads endless love.
III
And refrain from cursing on your enemy
He's just the other side of the coin.
It was never about you and him anyway
But a test of your love for the world.
Coda
Love your boys (after they've come home)
Love your gals (after they've come home)
Love your sons,
Love your girls
Love your enemies
In another place we're together as one.
Wounds are made to heal
If the link doesn't work above here are the lyrics.
Wounds
Melle Johnson
Support your soldiers far from home
Support your soldiers after they're home.
Remember those among us
And those that watch over us.
Keep the promise
Sacrifice for what they gave
Yesterday and today.
I.
wish to dig a grave for your enemy
Purchase another plot for yourself.
Cos the snakebite doesn't really kill you
But the venom that pulses in your veins.
Let go of all the wounds
Celebrate the sacrifices that are made.
Remember to keep the promise to those among us
For the sake of those who now watch over us
From above.
II
And you wish your time
Could somehow be discovered
And for certain know the bullet was meant for you
In the Lord's eyes suffering just a part of growing.
And his kiss upon your head spreads endless love.
III
And refrain from cursing on your enemy
He's just the other side of the coin.
It was never about you and him anyway
But a test of your love for the world.
Coda
Love your boys (after they've come home)
Love your gals (after they've come home)
Love your sons,
Love your girls
Love your enemies
In another place we're together as one.
Wounds are made to heal

May 17, 2006 3:54 PM
Song for Veterans
Hello Melle,
I like your song for veterans. I am a veteran of two tours in the US Army and then some that I still carry with me every day. I know Mary Murphy and Julieann Cross as well as some of their other people. Keep up the good words and it will be returned to you 10 fold.
Have a good day,
Mark Pitt