Rifles

I see the rifles coming over the hill
And if you shout maybe they stop and won’t kill
But if they think like me
You’ll be as dead as he

I see the lion crawling over your bed
And if you stay awake, your walk in lead
To what you know will be
Never lets you breathe

I see no color in your eyes
I see no images at all
I see no color in your eyes
And no reflections no earth or sky

I won’t let you take him away
And I won’t give to you the fires of hate
So I will never see
What you’ve done to me

I see no color in your eyes
I see no images at all
I see no color in your eyes
And no reflections no earth or sky

Now you come alive
With the world at your side
Now you come alive
With the world at your side

I see the rifles coming over the hill
And if you shout maybe they stop and won’t kill
But if they think like me
You’ll be as dead as he, hesitating

I see no color in your eyes
I see no images at all
I see no color in your eyes
And no reflections no earth or sky

Now you come alive
With the world at your side
Now you come alive
With the world at your side