don't you crySweet child in time, you'll see the line

The line that’s drawn between, good and the bad
See the blind man, he’s shooting at the world
The bullets flying and they’re taking toll

If you’ve been bad, Lord I bet you have
And you’ve not been hit by flying lead
You’d better close your eyes, you bow your head
Wait for the ricochet, yeah

Sweet child in time,time, you’ll see the line
The line that’s drawn between, good of us and the bad of us
See the blind man, shooting at the world
The bullets flying they’re killing everyone (more…)