War
Apathy is armor
when the world is war.
If the sun sets red
will there be a dawn?
Rivers run deep
as your face
turns to stone.
Nothing can hurt you,
nothing can burn.
I'd give this earth
to shake, to rumble,
to earthquake
your center.
If I could theive the night
from your eyes
I'd take your armor
even in war, so that
as peace comes,
you let in the sun.