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[00:29.63]Kevin Carter died a suicide
[00:34.00]in Johannesburg in 1994
[00:38.63]We honored him for going in
[00:42.63]and showing us the face of war
[00:46.63]But he would not come out again
[00:51.63]He was only thirty three
[00:55.63]and hollow haunted were his eyes
[00:59.63]In his hand a cigarette,
[01:04.63]wasted worried can't forget
[01:07.63]Smoking, weeping, cursing flies
[01:11.63]Hail Mary, full of grace,
[01:15.63]I cannot forget his face
[01:20.63]And I didn't understand, oh I didn't understand
[01:26.63]And I didn't see the blood on my own two hands
[01:30.63]I didn't understand, oh I didn't understand
[01:36.63]And I didn't see the blood on my own two hands
[01:47.63]At a feeding camp for refugees,
[01:52.63]he photographed a dying baby girl
[01:56.63]A vulture stalked her patiently,
[02:00.63]that picture told around the world
[02:04.63]Of famine, war, and misery
[02:08.63]And when his camera work was done,
[02:12.63]he chased the vulture on its way
[02:16.63]And he sat crying, lost and stunned,
[02:21.63]in Africa on stony ground
[02:25.63]Wondering who was the bird of prey
[02:28.63]Hail Mary, full of grace,
[02:33.63]I cannot forget his face
[02:36.63]He was crying for the little child, crying for his friends
[02:42.63]He was crying for the blood on his own two hands
[02:47.63]He was crying for the little child, crying for his friends
[02:54.63]He was crying for the blood on his own two hands
[03:04.63]Kevin Carter died a suicide
[03:09.63]in Johannesburg in 1994
[03:13.63]We honored him for going in
[03:17.63]and showing us the face of war
[03:20.63]But he would not come out again
[03:52.63]The fascinating face of war
[03:57.63]experienced from a distant shore
[03:02.63]And each day curious for more
[04:06.63]How does it look, what happened there
[04:00.63]But the message took the messenger
[04:14.63]Hail Mary, full of grace,
[04:17.63]I cannot forget his face
[04:22.63]And we'll never understand, oh we'll never understand
[04:27.63]till we look and see the blood on our own two hands
[04:32.63]And we'll never understand, oh we'll never understand
[04:37.63]till we look and see the blood on our own two hands