Tiptoe

Dig deep in the ground
gun ready and your head down
lights out, sleep light
keep waiting for the next strike
even in your sleep
you’ve got this little twitch
that you can’t get rid of your eyelid
I can’t sleep, I start to run
to the pounding of the drum
sound of sirens
shadows rising
shots are firing
little sparks in the dark
let the bullets fly
and get an alibi
no need to pick sides
that ain’t our fight
I can’t sleep, I start to run ...
tiptoe between the trenches
tiptoe between the trenches
through the barbed wire-fences
tiptoe between the trenches
who says you need to fight?
tiptoe between the trenches…