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.