Silent Army In The Trees

Matthew Good
What will you find, where will you be?
When you got to trade for company
Those plastic guns and infantry
For a silent army in the trees
Well this ain't the woods behind the house
There ain't nobody screaming out
For you to come inside and eat
You're just holding your friends and watching them bleed
Wore camouflage on Halloween
A plastic bag, an M16
Door to door and house to house
There ain't nobody handing it out
Yeah nothings ever what it seems
When you're kicking in teeth
And wishing it dreams
Just plastic guns and infantry
For a silent army in the trees
Baby don't you let me down
A world away and still somehow
Can't shake the feeling that you're out
With another man's arms wrapped tight around you
At night it's cold
We sit and freeze
Running red lights in our Humvees
Never thought I'd live to see see the day, I'd be
Afraid of little kids playing in the street
Well this ain't the woods behind the house
There ain't nobody screaming out
For you to come inside and eat
You're just holding your friends and watching them bleed
I'm on fire
I'm all ice on the outside
That old man in the sky
Well he's all ice on the outside