Outside, over there
Where the war was raging
Run little child, far from home
The Lord will take you with Him
As mushrooms, high as mountains,
Came from Neptune's submarines
A little girl named Ida lived in a shack up by the sea
Her daddy was away at war,
Her mother had lost her mind
So Ida in the harbor softly sang her lullabies
To hush her baby sister
And to calm her mother's shakes
And by the waves a'crashing,
For her father she would wait
One evening Ida sang a song
Soft as May breeze blows
When a blinding flash of light came
Her eyes began to close
And devils in their hooded cloaks
Through the window climbed
They took her sister from her crib
And ran off in the night
When Ida looked to check the crib
When finally she arose
She saw a figure made of ice
Melting by the stove
Outside, over there
Where the war was raging
Run little child, far from home
The Lord will take you with Him
Ida put on her mother's coat
And walked out to the cliffs
The sky was scarred with napalm
The hills were drowned with mist
She buried a rose in the ground
And started up the road
To find her sister in the night
And safely bring her home
There were soldiers in the twilight
Thieves drinking by the caves
She just listened up for her daddy's voice
To come drifting 'cross the waves
On the edge of Neptune's kingdom
Was a forest and it was said
That any man who went in there
Was never seen again
But Ida clutched her mother's coat
And pressed on through the trees
For in the ground she saw the tracks
Of wretched devils' feet
The path ahead grew fainter
As the branches tied in knots
And Ida felt like every step she took was being watched
Outside, over there
Where the war was raging
Run little child, far from home
The Lord will take you with Him
Where deep amongst the wild woods
The girl began to tire
When she came across a cabin
Windows flickered with a fire
She knocked upon a wooden door
An old man showed his face
With kind eyes like her fathers
And a beard long and grey
She saw her sister sleeping
Near two angels wearing hoods
She had some supper
Then she slept to dream about the woods
After three days passed
The mist had cleared
The sky was clear and bright
She took her sister in her arms
And bid the man goodbye
She ran back through the forest
Saw no soldiers and no thieves
'Till she found herself back up
At the shack by the sea
But when she flung her arms around her mother she shed tear
For the woman stood before her was blind and aged by thirty ears
She said,
"Oh, my darling Ida, my wait is at an end.
As this rosebush grew I prayed each day that we would meet again.
So they sat out in the evening
And the sun shot all around
'Till early the next morning
When their bodies were found
Outside, over there
Where the war was raging
Run little child, far from home
The Lord will take you with Him