Spitting at the Sky (because you're angry with the rain)

Worn out shoes and a faded uniform Show that you've done some walking Doesn't mean you've gone very far You can still march and stay right where you are We are soldiers all In a war That we bring And spitting at the sky because you're angry with the rain Won't change a thing How can a man Claim to fight for peace When there's hatred inside his own home In his own home Inside his own home We are soldiers all In a war That we bring And spitting at the sky because you're angry with the rain Won't change a thing Love sets you free With love you are free Love sets you free With love you are free Love sets you free With love you are free Love sets you free With love you are free Love sets you free With love you are free Love sets you free With love you are free Love sets you free With love you are free Love sets you free With love you are free