For the man who rolls over in the night
To squeeze a pillow as his surrogate wife
For the girl who refuses to drown
By avoiding the pool when summer comes around
For the dog who dug up a bone
And buried it again for it wasn't his own
For the woman with a mouth full of bad teeth
It was all worth it for those childhood sweets
For the boy in class who got carried away
It wasn't his fault, he hasn't learnt what to say
We are all sharing the same world
The boy, the dog, the man and the girl
So why must we wage in wars
When everyday we fight to beat our best scores
What's the point in judgement and passing rumours around
If we all end up the same
Cold and dead in the ground.