Raise

pick up your guns and
lets go
pick up your guns and lets go

over the sand and over the mind
lets go

fire burns at your soul
the fire burns your will
the fire in your eyes
fires in the sky

pick up your guns
and lets go
pick up your guns and lets
run

into the hills the woods and the breeze
calling calling for you to fall
to your knees

running hot
running fast and it seems that ain’t nothing is free
but the hurt in your hand
winks in the shine
winks in the shine
and the light goes out
but you’re too slow

the light goes out but you’re too slow
the light goes out but you’re too slow
dreaming as as you go to the grave below
dreaming as you fall into the snow
dreaming of life below

raise your head and see me die
raise your head and see me die
mud in your eye
blood in your stone

and we can’t go home
we can’t go home
but we try
and we cant go home
so pick up your guns and lets go.
So pick up your guns and lets go.
Down to the fires that burn below.

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