Out of the Warzone

I scratched the sleep from my eyelashes

And through the haze saw lightning flashes.

Dreams of war and angel choirs,

Oil cans and desert fires.

I hear commotions and things you shouldn't hear.

Desperate emotions – you shouldn't be here.

I feel your hands round my throat,

As I black out up I float,

The band strikes up for the final note –

My soul is floating away,

Is floating away.

I reached for you and found a note,

The sheets were cold from what you wrote.

The battle raged across the sky –

"I love you" the battle cry.

I hear commotions and things you shouldn't hear.

Desperate emotions – you shouldn't be here.

I feel your hands round my throat,

As I black out up I float,

The band strikes up for the final note –

My soul is floating away,

Is floating away out of the warzone.

I hear commotions and things you shouldn't hear.

Desperate emotions – you shouldn't be here.

I feel your hands round my throat,

As I black out up I float,

The band strikes up for the final note –

My soul is floating away,

Is floating away,

Is floating away,

Is floating away out of the warzone.