On a strange highway miles from home There's cars in line following empty signs. I see 2 men. Best of friends. Now opposed, their hate exposed for all to see. I see a house, that's old and worn. Familiar yet, still forlorn. I hear this sound, the beat of bombs. Like beating hearts, that tear us apart. I see a sky that's red with light, A fire rains down on us From shattered night. I feel unsafe in this place. I can't find my peace of mind. Strangers crowd around my bed. Their voices loud in my head. I don't understand what it is they want. It's something I have left undone. And every night, these scenes unfold My body cries for quiet rest.