Bless Us All

Bless the losers
 The world's lost children
 The drunks, the fools
 The ones who never do win
 Huddled with their backs
 Turned to the cold wind
 Seeking any kind of shelter
 From their pain
 Bless the winners
 They're always doing
 The gifted few
 The ones that always seem to win
 Huddled with their backs
 Turned to their old friends
 Was still seeking any shelter
 From the rain
 Bless the dreamers
 They are always searching
 With their eyes wide open
 Seeking any answers
 While huddled with their backs
 Turned to all the others
 Their gains are a loss
 But now, they ain't got no questions
 Bless the old ones
 The one's with their children
 The busy now with children of their own
 Huddled with their backs, turned to the cold wind
 Seeking any shelter
 Bless us all
 Bless us all
 Bless us all
 Bless us all