My Soul

Orphans

My Soul
c. 2022 John Otto Young

You hide behind your Kevlar
So you think your words are bold Your gunfire makes you sweat now But your heart is running cold
You hide behind your documents Amendments centuries old
Your guns can wreck my body
But you’re guns can’t kill my soul
The danger or your loneliness
is growing uncontrolled
Your world is closing in but
you still want your story told
You hide behind a paper trail You twist the words of old
Your guns can wreck my body But you’re guns can’t kill my soul
You take my life and liberty
You hope that I will fold
Your guns can wreck my body But you’re guns can’t kill my soul
Creators of destruction
want to bribe you with their gold They’ll guarantee protection
as a reason to be sold
You hide behind your documents whose words are centuries old Your guns can wreck my body But you’re guns can’t kill my soul

John Young - Vocals, keys, synth bass
Chris Maiorano - Drums, percussion
Tom Boudreau - Guitar