grain sand and mud
too smooth to climb
where is the way out
there is no words for
how far we’ve come
how weary here
i sit and watch
with a little one
i maybe killed
just like a soldier
are you the one
i maybe killed
just like a soldier
see the poison in the wound
and the wound wouldn’t heal
we’re just walking around
without doing anything
everything seemed dead
and then it was all alive
i just want you to be loved
and know nothing about death
and know nothing about death
put your helmet on
the speed of light you’ll hit
the soldier never will be found
caring for my little one
put your helmet on
(and know nothing about death)
the speed of light you’ll hit
the soldier never will be found
caring for my little one