Cannons Crack
I need you to come back soon
the sky begins to turn black
I am crying in the gloom
What would I do without you
I ponder that as you pack
I need you to come back soon
Outside we hear bullets zoom
You grab your gun from the rack
I am crying in the gloom
Perhaps I should leave home too
but not while the cannons crack
I need you to come back soon
I feel like I’m in the womb
once I leave, no turning back
I am crying in the gloom
An explosion, a smoke plume
Frightened, screaming, you attack
I need you to come back soon
I am crying in the gloom
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