The Good Soldier

gun fire in the street

where we used to meet

echoes out a beat and the bass goes

bomb right over my head

step over the dead

remember what you said you know, the part about

life is just a waking dream

well i know what you mean

but that ain’t how it seems right here and now

how can all this be real

i can barely feel

anymore

i am trying to see

i am trying to believe

this is not where i should be

i am trying to believe

blood hardens in the sand

cold metal in my hand

hope you understand

the way that things are gonna be

there’s nowhere left to hide

'cause god is on our side

i keep telling myself

i am trying to see

i am trying to believe

this is not where i should be

i am trying to believe