Rose up this morning
Don't believe what I saw
All of the people are talking of war and baying for blood
And I heard the politicians calling on the fire to fall
Saying strange food is going to fall like rain on the poor
And they tell you it's love
Can you tell it to the father who will lose his only son
Can you tell it to the child whose left alone
Don't tell me it's love
I heard men talking
About grain to feed the world
Saying there's a way to fight this war without wounds
But that won't sell arms
It's more than a feeling inside I'm grieving
Longing to see this love
It's more than a feeling inside I'm grieving
Longing to see this love
I want to see this love
Strange food for the hungry
Strange food for the hungry