80 bpm, b the bombs fly down towards the city the bullets scream fast as lightening and i can't believe what we do to each other the children cry for their mothers the mothers cry for their children the tears they cry fall for nobody…

Another one from way back when. I've always loved belting this one out...

My fourth piece for RPM. 'Twould definitely benefit from live instruments.

I didn't do much to this one after all. I put a little harmony in and left it at that. Sometimes less is more, and I hope that's the case here...