Aug 09, 2006 02:15
i was in the desert
the night it rained bullets
i just wish one had hit my head
but unlucky i had been hit in my shoulder instead
if i had been hit in the head
i would be dead
instead of in this metal hut
that these people had dragged me in
i told them i wanted to die
and they said go ahead
just go outside
but i cannot be so tall to walk onto a warfield
we questioned if dead soilder's were mad
or if the devil had came down here
but i said it's mother natures war for spreading a little fear
i picked up all their guns out of the house
and shotgun thunder shook us all
i threw the gun out the door
and soon they seemed to dissolve
it was if the ground had ate them up
we investigated when the rain stopped
i wondered if someone was trying to say
peace and love and crap
i was no peace loving hippie
but i was no gun toating man
but the only thing i know now is
i must respect this land