Bruce Springsteen

We took the highway ‘till the road went black
We marked truth or consequences on our map
A voice drifted up from the radio
And I thought of a voice from long ago
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake?
The last to die for a mistake
Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break,
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake?
The kids asleep in the backseat
We're just counting the miles you and me
We don't measure the blood we've drawn anymore
We just stack the bodies outside the door
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake?
The last to die for a mistake
Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break,
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake?
The wise men were all fools
What to do…
The sun sets in flames as the city burns
Another day gone down as the night turns
And I'll hold you here in my heart
As things fall apart
A downtown window flushed with light
“Faces of the dead at five”
A martyr's silent eyes
Petition the drivers as we pass by
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake?
The last to die for a mistake
Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break,
Who'll be the last to die?
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake?
The last to die for a mistake
Darling will tyrants and kings fall to the same fate?
Strung up at your city gates
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake?