Something I wrote while in Iraq about the children growing in war |
Where did your innocence go? I know somebody stole it from you Never having the chance to feel invincible Growing up with blood on the streets right outside your front door Your eyes are glazed over and a smile creeps across your face You're going to bed tonight with someone else's blood on your hands Where did your innocence go? I know somebody stole it from you You never had the chance to feel invincible And I want to understand you These images you will never be able to erase They are already etched into your soul And if you survive all of this are you really better off? I want to save you To restore your innocence But I can't (I can't) So instead I will lie here tonight Feel your pain seep into my dreams (Life isn't supposed to be like this) Where did you your innocence go? I know somebody stole it from you You will never have the chance to feel invincible Growing up with blood on the streets right outside your door (This is war) Your eyes are glazed over and a smile creeps across your face You're going to bed tonight with someone else's blood on your hands (My child, please wash your hands) |