This ripped apart large sections of my social life

Disabled from a bitter conflict with a surgical knife

If there was a possibility I would give away my wings

Give my wings to you so you could fly away from the bombings


Dead bodies on the ground & a whispering sound

Another victim down, it's the daily round

Another explosion, panic & motion

Smoke from a rooftop this will never stop


I have no desire to end up in the crossfire

Is there anything that I can do for you?

To remove the barbed wire & to send out more flyers

Doesn't really change what this is developing to


Dead bodies on the ground & a whispering sound

Another victim down, it's the daily round

Another explosion, panic & motion

Smoke from a rooftop this will never stop


Your advice could be to demilitarise

But it's not the weapons that kills, it's the people behind

When no logic applies & no one tries

And no one is willing to compromise


I have no desire to end up in the crossfire

Is there anything I can do for you?

When no logic applies & no one tries

And no one is willing to compromise


Dead bodies on the ground & a whispering sound

Another victim down, it's the daily round

Another explosion, panic & motion

Smoke from a rooftop this will never stop