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Mark Erelli Hope Other Casualties

God loves everyone Like a mother loves her son No strings at all Unconditional Never one to judge Would never hold a grudge 'Bout what's been done God

Cobblestone pillow Newspaper sheets Ten below zero Sleeping on the street Someday we all will have a home A place to come in from the cold Somewhere

Behind the house where I lived Back when I was a kid I played G.I. Joe beneath the tall pine trees I'd fight imaginary wars 'Til my mom called from our

Intro: The American flag is tied to a fence on an overpass With a homemade sign written in red, white and blue And it reads "Welcome home, Jason Miller

The weatherman warned me Stay off the road tonight If you know what's best Mercury is falling There's a storm rolling in From the Midwest He called

Trouble come falling from the pure blue sky Went down to the well but the well was dry Wasn't nothing but a bucket and a hole in the ground I pitched