Gino Vannelli - I Die A Little More Each Day lyrics

For every just man mocked and k**ed For every drop of black contagion spilled This is my house This is my evil For every battle lost and won The spangled banners flapping in the sun This is my blood This is my people The black drums leaking in their graves The tin cans rocking on the arctic waves For every child the streets will claim The curse that rushes through her tiny veins For every rose that wilts away I die a little more each day Just a little more each day For every field of wasted grain The rockets standing 'neath the western plains This is my greed This is my glory For every fist raised to the sky The crimes of hate our young sons glorify For every mouth that yearns for bread The heart of stone proclaiming God is dead For every soul that lost its way I die a little more each day Just a little more each day A little more each day For all the blessings i disown The cruelities i condone For every beast of land and sky and sea That suffers for my vanity For every sin under the sun For all the tears from here to kingdom come For every beast of land and sky and sea That suffers for my vanity For every sin under the sun For all the tears from here to kingdom come For every child the streets will claim The curse that rushes through her tiny veins For every rose that wilts away I die a little more each day Just a little more each day A little more each day Each day