Soldiers

I haven't had the time to write in such desperate times.
So I'll begin.
I wore out my lungs today, been screaming for this to change.
Nothing but hot air ever reached your brain.
I calmed myself to disprove the glory of your American Dream.
Tonight we try to win the crowd for gasoline.
I broke my fist on walls. She said it proved nothing at all.
I hope these battered halls prevent the casts of war.
Yet the prices soar.
I bit my lib waved goodbye - wrote off your debts in a single line.
Choked on the words I couldn't yell.
Broke the vows we used to sell.
I've been wondering, why do the heartbeats of this city sound like noise to you?
I've been fighting my eyelids to stay inside my head.
I've been battling the blistering cold with caffeine and chapped lips.
I've been chasing lover's dreams up the wrong stairs in a house made of stone and glass, in a town where no one cares.

I will scream these words like a loaded gun.
I've been holding it in, it's got to come out.
It won't encroach on your speech, It won't impose any harm.
And if I die tonight at least I left you a song.
Why do the heart beats of this city sound like noise to you?
Please don't fight this war for me or your delusions of domestic security.