Life During Wartime
Gunfire and grave sites pepper the hillsides,
trucks with ammo taking position.
We have visas, fake I.D.s besides,
men in disguise infiltrate battle lines.
Heard about Houston, heard about Detroit?
fierce conflagrations abroad on the air,
eyes blinded 'til we can barely see,
taking shots, swallowing pills.
Will we ever see the end,
have we gone beyond the limit,
can we ever return to a peaceful trend
must we continue to murder and maim?
The world's gone haywire,
mistrusting our brother,
lusting after one another,
we're tapping phone lines
running road blocks, this ain't no party,
manipulating computers, a sign of the times.
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