Would choose to kill millions
and call that honorable peace
Now your father has told you,
for someone you can believe
And it surely has good reason
for the way that it leads
But some men never hesitate
and take more than they need
to the size of our crimes
After all that we've seen
Oh, but what kind of logic,
Would choose to kill millions
There are those who will argue,
He must live past the present
There's every peasant in the field
hearing those planes in the sky
Waited on history to tell him
No, I'm sorry that you have to hear
They're not pleasant to sing,
they're not so pleasant to write
I know the tide of protest
Oh, but when do you speak out
if you do not speak out now?
Tell me, what kind of logic
Would choose to kill millions
and call that honor role a piece?
about what I was talking about
On what ground is the honor
the way you claim to stand
And who financed the power
that's been placed in your hand
But there's another story
Of the people who discern
in changing what is wrong
When they know they have been lied
to just a little too long
Tell me what kind of logic
Would you choose to kill millions
and call that honorable peace?