War - Esthetic Education

Young children walking off to school

A satchel in their hands

Its a beautiful day

Old granny sitting by the porch

Heavy bags in her hands

Its a beautiful day

I feel war

And its getting closer

I hear war

And its getting louder

Young lover walking in the park

Kissing holding hands

Its a beautiful day

Cars driving off to work

Sunshine on my face

It’s a beautiful day

I feel war

And its getting closer

I hear war

And its getting louder

I hear the screech of an airplane

Scratching the skies

I hear bombs falling

Drop by drop to the ground

I hear war, oh shit

This is the military police taking control of your life

These are the satellites that are pointing down at you

Yeah, they’re looking at you

They’re coming to get you

They’re coming down for you

They want to get you

Walk on softly

Whisper closer

Words of love, to my ear

Rain falls gently

Lets walk together

On these bright city streets

I want, to spend some time

Close to you

While this life is still with us

We’ll go on broadway

And watch a new play

See the stars on stage

I want to be close to you

For a time

Before it all goes to wrong

And when you smile

I feel alive

I wanna be this last moment with you

Oh with you, oh with you