Walking in the woods
Birds everywhere...

Here we are
Hand in hand...

Bombs rain down
As you shoot at your so called 'enimies...

We are the best of friends
Living the lie that never ends...

The trumpets of the night
Come peeling out with a tune...

As I'm going through life
I've realized its not my thing...

Here I go
I start reaching for you...

Do you mind if I watch from afar?
Or are you going to raise the bar...

Don't know where to go
But don't worry I'll find a way...

Please hear me my great friends
School is some where where we make amends...

Here we are hand in hand
Spinning around until ones left to stand...

As I look upon my situation
I growl in frustration...