Quiet the drone in the distance approaches
We hide, and hope they pass us by
Waiting in silence, praying they don’t find us
And maybe they’ll spare us our lives
Just maybe they’ll spare us our lives
Desolate village of sorrow and anguish
I stare upon what once was home
Explosions and flashes leave embers and ashes
And now I’ve got nowhere to go
And now we’ve got nowhere to go
Now, as the fire rains down from the sky
I see the love disappear from her eyes
I’ve seen the hearts of our people all change like the wind
A helping hand, I cannot find
Hold on
We’ll find a place to call our own
If I mourn, will you cry
Together we’ll live on alone
Life or death
We will not live forever
Or did you forget
whatever
village
tormenting
together
today
takes
swallow
sorrow
sleep
waiting
silence
selflessness
repeatedly
reminds
quiet
place
people
nowhere
nothing
nightmares
watching
never
myself
mother
mistakes
display
smile
disappear
child
death
cannot
hearts
mourn
cursed
carry
where
beautiful
begins
survive
alone
light
conscious
approaches
turns
anguish
bereft
leave
voice
blackened
piece
distance
change
fading
brave
beneath
helping
early
stare
flame
echoes
tears
embers
other
explosions
father
spare
fight
drone
fireflies
flames
strong
rains
praying
forever
forget
sister
lives
flashes
ashes
grave
hatred
innocent
pride
little
desolate
looked
maybe
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