Rise, but keep quiet
Something stirs outside
It's got me frightened

Drums and shotguns keep me awake
Tonight from all the fighting
(And this is nothing like I thought it might be)
This is my refuge, awake

At last darkness tuck away with me
Out into the night's perfume
If over the hills you hear cries
They'll never touch you

Sleep, the sun is creeping over a bleeding sky
I hear no fighting
Drums and shotguns slipped away
This time when in crept morning

Rise, but scream like fire
And in the night reside
Dance beneath the lightening

Drums and shotguns
Sing me to sleep tonight
The sweet sound of fighting
(And this is nothing like I thought it might be)
This is my refuge, awake and I keep hoping

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Writer(s): ADAM J. RUBENSTEIN, DAVID V. MOORE