If this is draft material, I have no doubt the finished work is going to be excellent. I'm lousy at trying to critique other songwriters' work, but I'll offer up the lyrics to a song I wrote during Gulf War I; if there's anything in this of use to you, please feel free. I started with a lot of emotions and tried to work them down into specific metaphors and images. Whether I succeeded is another story, but the music was pretty good...
Chapter & Verse
There's a bite in the apple, there's a snake in the grass
We're taking communion at a critical mass
Got a New World Order, gonna kick some ass
Touring Kuwait on a three-day pass
So we render unto Caesar one hundred thousand souls
Oils spills, fires and a desert full of holes
Write off the overhead and pay off the moles
And to hell with the names on the welfare rolls
Now the body bag's ready, they've called for the hearse
And the ratings improve as the soundbites get worse
Truth takes a beating, so bring in the nurse
And file another story under chapter and verse
So it's Jesus versus Allah, and nobody wins
But the Joint Chiefs of Staff and the mandarins
And another petty tyrant can repent his sins
And decorate his palaces with skulls and empty skins
And the make-believe pundits are reading their reviews
They're down at the Hilton, they're paying their dues
And their ticket to ride is the six PM news
And a gig at the Pentagon shining shoes
It's conventional wisdom for conventional times
You can count the reparations in nickels and dimes
As the contracts are tendered for a new round of crimes
To a generation raised on nursery rhymes
Now the body bag's ready, they've called for the hearse
And the ratings improve as the soundbites get worse
Truth takes a beating, so bring in the nurse
And file another story under chapter and verse