Hard Times

Under the sun the light may shine for all

Dean took off on a nations duty call

Was back in December in a wooden body box

He took his family with him, the memories

Can't be stopped

These are Hard Times

Under the God his word lives beyond all talk

I heard about a girl, Central Park in New York

She was beaten with steel bars, stones and then raped

Said the gang of youths "She's nothing"

...three quarters of her blood escaped

These are Hard Times

These are hard times but I'm sure some have been worse

I'm not poor and I'm not dying of thirst

But you see it all around you each and every day

Does living in hard times mean

There's good times on the way?

These are Hard Times