Music by Suno, Lyrics by Me, Song for You
On the Other End of Rockets
On the other end of rockets,
the receiving end of fear
grieving mothers clutch their lockets
cry alone in their despair
Through a thin white haze of wonder
on a wanton sky of blue
we hear the angry hiss of missiles
and the dropping of the shoe
We’re living in a danger
that gets darker by the day
drifting further from forgiveness
alone inside our passion play
On the other end of rockets,
more than a thousand miles away
I see death and devastation
a broken world in disarray
Through a thin white haze of wonder
we sail a sailors sky of red
we hear the stony praise of martyrs
marching through the streets of dread
We’re living in a danger
that gets darker by the day
drifting further from forgiveness
alone inside our passion play
On the other end of rockets,
through the smell of burning flesh
where revenge is forged in fire
and fierce hatred is professed
Through a thin white haze of wonder
our screen slowly fades to black
we see the folly and the blunder
of a full-blown sneak attack
We’re living in a danger
that gets darker by the day
drifting further from forgiveness
alone inside our passion play
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My Paper, My Words is a collection of essays, stories, and poems that reflect the challenges of a middle-class husband and father trying to navigate a rapidly changing political, religious, and technological landscape of post-911 America.
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