Go bright light

Scour the forest

Through the night

Searching for a

Sign of life

Memories of fears and strife

Keep his legs from

Turning blue

Broken bones and muddy shoes

Running through the fields I knew

Join the ranks of the favored few

What have I become?

Before the day is done

Now that we have

Got what's left

Lost my rights when I was young

Taken by the

Ones I trust

Long before I knew of love

All the things I understood

Fighting for the greater good

Now tell me why this feels so wrong

Feels so wrong, to hold this gun

Now look what I've become

Before the day is done

Now that we have won

The cold wind, you notice

The sky

It blows in to show us

The sign

It falls down before us

It lies

The cold wind, you notice

My eyes