Barclay James Harvest - Summer Soldier

I feel sorry for the soldier who is shot and stoned in anger
 I feel sorry for his wife and child at home
 I feel sorry for the bomber who all life and limb dishonours
 For the people that he's maimed and left alone
 The Lord God said love thy neighbour
 Though in human life he trades, he's still a man
 I feel sorry for the children who with open mind are willing
 To fight for ideals aged and past their time
 I feel sorry for the children who will join the vicious circle
 Of instinct fear bred from their parents' minds
 The Lord God said love thy neighbour
 Break the circle, free the hater, call him a friend

 Wake up, wake up, there's a man by your side
 With a knife and a gun in each hand
 Wake up, wake up, you're one and the same
 It's time to stop and decide
 Is it love or hate?
 Is it peace or war?
 It's for sure there's no inbetween
 Politicians point views
 But they're pointing for you
 The solution has to be seen

 I thought I saw a summer soldier, helmet on his brow
 His silver rifle clutched beneath his armour-plated shroud
 I fire in hate, he cried aloud
 To protect myself from defeat
 My shield's my cause, my cause is war
 And from war I'll make no retreat

 I dreamt I saw an angel bright, a halo on his brow
 His golden sword lay in its sheath beneath his silver shroud
 I drwa thee not, he cried aloud
 Though your deeds like spears strike my soul
 My shield's my love, my cause is peace
 Faith be sure I shall not retreat