red skies,
in your eyes
burning bright
in your eyes
can i buy a sunset
can i buy a vowel
can i buy a sunset
can i buy a vowel
the dark dusty range
on which you ride your horse
is but an astral plain
on which you light your torch
and as morning fell
they look out, upon the battlefield
and saw the men
the young men lying dead
johnny won't you come home soon
i'm writing you this letter
just to let you know
that i'm still alive
how are you johnny
are you coming home soon
i miss you
johnny come home
the helicopter raids begin
the chattering of the noise above
the blackness of the night
so unexpected.
sacrifice...
sacrifice...
you.
multiply.
in the mirror.
multiply.
many times.
many times.