I’m like a refugee
Trapped in the battleground
Caught in the crossfire
Of a war without weapons
Each word cuts like a knife
And neither side see’s it
One side is too arrogant, too ignorant
The other so broken fighting is all it knows
It’s hard to sleep now,
Because there is no peace in Eden tonight.
Walking on broken pieces,
Of a shattered mud puddle
It’s a requiem of unfulfilled dreams
Spiders creep out of their corners, but still hide
From the unforgiving light
Stained clothes, and yet no indication
Of nightmares filled with horses,
That have those same creeping spiders,
Creeping from their noses
I can’t rest easy
Because there is no peace in Eden tonight. |