Rifles (Live)

I see the rifles coming over the hill
But if you shout, maybe they stop and won't kill
If they think like me
You'll be as dead as he

I see the lion crawling over your bed
And if you stay awake, your walk in lead
What you know will be
Never sets you free

I see no color in your eyes
I see no images at all
I see no color in your eyes
And no reflections, no earth or sky

I sure don't like to take him away
I could give to you the fires of hate
I could never see
What you've done for me

I see no color in your eyes
I see no images at all
I see no color in your eyes
And no reflections, no earth or sky

Now you come alive
With the world at your side
Now you come alive
With the world at your side

I see the rifles coming over the hill
And if you shout, maybe they stop and won't kill
But if they think like me
You'll be as dead as he

I see no color in your eyes
I see no images at all
I see no color in your eyes
And no reflections, no earth or sky

Now you come alive
With the world at your side
Now you come alive
With the world at your side



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Jago, Robert Been, Peter Hayes
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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