Sweet child in time, you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between, the good and the bad
See the blind man, he's shooting at the world
The bullets flying and they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes, you'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet, yeah
Sweet child in time, you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between, the good of us and the bad of us
See the blind man, shooting at the world
The bullets flying they're killing everyone