Violins

Written July 31, 2012 Here she comes Walking down the road To a machine gun refinery Where she just won't know Where she's going Down the path of pestilence Or on the wings of resilience "Lord I just don't know Where I'm going" Knocking on the door Shoot to thrill screams More more more And she just don't know If she can take it anymore Should she keep knocking on the door Or should she lay down her sword "Lord I just don't know Where I'm going" When the sun rises tomorrow I'll be drowning in my sorrow Yet again I've killed a man Defenselessly at that Born and buried in a sea That just becomes our memories That we will never get to see Because of our selfishness Watch me closing in on death Violins Playing in my mind Relentlessly at that I guess it's my turn at bat To finally see what I am What I've become is not a man Oh violins Take me away I'm a monster anyways