Well my friends, I miss you in this foreign land
you belong in the wind, but all is well, oh I'm home again
I was caught in the landslide, standing on the hillside in the rain
when the ground gave out
in the shattered heart to split or all the pain and suffering in the war
why the war
it's alright, it's alright
I won't fight no more
it's alright
but why does it reoccur
over and over and
over and over and
over and over and
we were caught in a landslide
staring up the hillside
in the rain, when the ground gave out
the cries from the children ring in and the classroom walls are crumbling and
the question window answer rings out
why ask myself why
over and over and
over and over and
over and over
oh it's reoccurring
over and over and
over and over and
it's alright, oh or was it was
we don't have to make a pattern love
we don't have to be what was