Lyrics

Prayers of Elijah © 2019 J. Bickerstaff

V1
One flag is red, the other is blue
They fly on the battlefield out in plain view
Colors that stand for the things people do
And the dreams they believe they believe

Brothers and sisters, daughters and sons
Rally to colors and polish their guns
Driven by providence, they are the ones
To salvage the weak and naive

CH
And there’s no quarter given to the colors reviled
Fight until nothing remains undefiled
To the last person standing man, woman, or child
Brother, can I get an amen

The gods are sequestered, they’ve got nothing to say
And they write it all off to mysterious ways
While the prayers of Elijah are stuck in the middle again

V2
The kings in their castles worship the walls
They heed silent voices and see nothing at all
And no flags are flying in the long-gilded hall
Their chosen allegiance is clear

Down on the fault line the helpless remain
They suffer the madness and shoulder the pain
From the fodder of cannon that’s falling like rain
But nobody sees that from here

CH
And there’s no quarter given to the colors reviled
Fight until nothing remains undefiled
To the last person standing man, woman, or child
Sister, can I get an amen

The gods are sequestered, they’ve got nothing to say
And they write it all off to mysterious ways
While the prayers of Elijah are stuck in the middle again

Yeah, the prayers of Elijah are stuck in the middle again