Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)

Friday, November 24, 2017

if someone came for you today

i've fought with the army,
and fought with the devil in hell,
had people ask for an answer
but i've promised never to tell
when the clock strikes midnight
and shadows appear on my bedroom wall
the nightmares call for me to remember
but i don't want to recall!
i've seen hearts that are broken and blood run in the street,
tears on every single face i meet,
the sounds of war playing exclusively for the young;
battle cries written and perfectly sung
and when i raise my head above the shouts and screams
it always seems
that all i see are old mens' dreams:
sad faces stitched with military laces,
frightened souls hiding in desperate holes
and the war which never wants an end
will it come for you, my friend?
will it come for you?
well, some books ask you to turn all their pages
before you can escape from all the cages
what will you ultimately say?
what will you say
if someone came for you today?
i've fought with the army,
and fought with the devil in hell,
had people ask for an answer
but i've promised never to tell
when the clock strikes midnight
and shadows appear on my bedroom wall
the nightmares call for me to remember
but i don't want to recall!
i've seen hearts that are broken and blood run in the street,
tears on every single face i meet,
the sounds of war playing exclusively for the young;
battle cries written and perfectly sung
and when i raise my head above the shouts and screams
it always seems
that all i see are old mens' dreams:
sad faces stitched with military laces,
frightened souls hiding in desperate holes
and the war which never wants an end
will it come for you, my friend?
will it come for you?
well, some books ask you to turn all their pages
before you can escape from all the cages
what will you ultimately say?
what will you say
if someone came for you today?

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