Warhawks
Dissidents and innocents
Drowned out by belligerents
Unconcern, negligence
Feeding their malevolence
They say fires still burn there
Yet no one voted for this warfare
I guess blame has no place here
'Cause no smoke's in our sunrise
Deployed across the sea
Whoa, whoa, you just wanna let this go
Then who stands in the way?
Whoa, whoa, what is worse than losing hope?
Trading it away
I doubt that it's much solace
To the kid with waking dreams
He doesn't understand intentions
Just the guns and the machines
And the blame lies right here
We need no plane to get there
We can't prove that this warfare
Has ever saved a life
Deployed across the sea
With enemies in DC
Whoa, whoa, you just wanna let this go
Then who stands in the way?
Whoa, whoa, what is worse than losing hope?
Trading it away
Just one light can tame the darkness
Only you control your eyes
This world is shrinking, nothing is far away
We're more in common than our minds allow
We're over-thinking, the things we say
They'll only listen if we're loud
Whoa, whoa, you just wanna let this go
Then who stands in the way?
Whoa, whoa, what is worse than losing hope?
Trading it away
Drowned out by belligerents
Unconcern, negligence
Feeding their malevolence
They say fires still burn there
Yet no one voted for this warfare
I guess blame has no place here
'Cause no smoke's in our sunrise
Deployed across the sea
Whoa, whoa, you just wanna let this go
Then who stands in the way?
Whoa, whoa, what is worse than losing hope?
Trading it away
I doubt that it's much solace
To the kid with waking dreams
He doesn't understand intentions
Just the guns and the machines
And the blame lies right here
We need no plane to get there
We can't prove that this warfare
Has ever saved a life
Deployed across the sea
With enemies in DC
Whoa, whoa, you just wanna let this go
Then who stands in the way?
Whoa, whoa, what is worse than losing hope?
Trading it away
Just one light can tame the darkness
Only you control your eyes
This world is shrinking, nothing is far away
We're more in common than our minds allow
We're over-thinking, the things we say
They'll only listen if we're loud
Whoa, whoa, you just wanna let this go
Then who stands in the way?
Whoa, whoa, what is worse than losing hope?
Trading it away
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Writer(s): Phillip Palmer
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