
We see what you’re trying to do
Punching low
Mixing up what is and isn’t true
Compassion goes
Why they fled – don’t ask
What they bring – don’t look
Could we do better – don’t try
But we could.
We see what you’re trying to do
Guilt and lies
The horror that once fell on you
Don’t cover these crimes
Why they fight – don’t ask
How they live – don’t look
Could we do better – don’t try
But it could
Could we find hearts of love
Beneath these views so vile?
A lady who said she’s more human than ‘they’ are
But one who lives near her she could call her friend
At the death of her husband they all came around
And showed her their love and cried with her
Showed her their love and cried with her.
Thanks to Julian Sayarer and his book Fifty Miles Wide: cycling through Israel and Palestine for this chorus.