You Can't Save Em All

Every rooftop unsteady on its studs
Every old ankle leaning on its crutch
Every old drunk stumbling backwards
Searching for the wall

And every palm tree doubled over in the wind
Every man on the street looking sad and thin
Every broke leg race horse chewing on the gates of his star
And every yachtsman with a million in a bank
Afloat on the sea like a flake in a tank
Tying his wish to the wheel in the face of a storm

You can’t save ‘em all
Oh, you can’t save ‘em all
You got to choose
Who to live for
We’re down in the mine
Behind them heavy walls
They’re crying, but Lord
Don’t you know?
You can’t save ‘em all

Every old man folded in his chair
Talking and laughing with nobody there
Pressing his lips to a phone that don’t nobody call
Every shit car pulling back on the road
Squealing its tiers and gunning for a home
Leaving behind it some shit
Baby, too new to crawl

You can’t save ‘em all
Oh, you can’t save ‘em all
You got to choose
Who to live for
We’re down in the mine
Behind them heavy walls
They’re crying, but Lord
Don’t you know?
You can’t save ‘em all

Every innocent head for a god
Down on her knees surrendered in awe
Robbing in front of the prophet who holds her in front

You can’t save ‘em all
Oh, you can’t save ‘em all
You got to choose
Who you live for
We’re down in the mine
Behind them heavy walls
They’re crying, but Lord
Don’t you know?
You can’t save ‘em all