Shots

Shots

Ringing all along the borders

can be heard

Striking out

like a venom in the sky

Cutting through the air

faster than a bird

In the night.

Children

Are lost in the sand,

building roads

with little hands

Trying to join

their father's castles

together again

Will they make it?

Who knows where or when

Old wounds will mend?

Machines

Are winding their way along,

looking strong

Building roads

and bringing back

loads and loads

Of building materials

In the night

Men

Are trying to move the borders

on the ground

Lines between the different spots

that each has found

But back home

another scene was going down

In the night.

Lust

Comes creepin' through the night

to feed on hearts

Of suburban wives

who learned to pretend

When they met their dream's end

In the night.

Shots

I hear shots, I keep hearing shots

I keep hearing shots

I hear shots.

Shots

I hear shots, I keep hearing shots

I keep hearing shots

I hear shots.

But I'll never use your love,

You know I'm not that kind

And so if you give your heart away

I promise to you

Whatever we do

That I will always be true.