Exit Strategy

Drawing up lines in the sand to be crossed and the

Time from the sand is the time that we’ve lost and

We’ll never get back But the patterns from sand

Reveal themselves after the gravity

I’ve got an exit strategy but it’s flawed ‘cause

The one I’ve got has a certain company that when

Deployed is giving second thoughts but now I’m

Caught So now the tables turn around and I’m forced

To reveal my strategy but in defense you counter

And we go round and round We control our own dest-

Iny-extraordinary forces then we are lost and

Found

We planted a camp on solid rock but we never

Once gave a pause for thought for the ambush above

From the beautiful hills-but beauty has a way of

Fooling you

Drawing lines in the sand to be crossed