Warm Summer Days Songtext
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Warm Summer Days Songtext
I hear the sounds of warm summer days
Kids in the streets playing ghetto games
I hear the sounds of drum beats in the war
I hear the sounds of warm summer days
Dear little man, I got your letter
Good to hear that you do alright
I know I said I′d be back by the summer
But now it looks like they added time
Back at home now man, life seems so simple
Anywhere you go you'll be alright
Since we spoke I′ve moved north of Naziria
And I feel it's just a matter of time
I hear the sounds of warm summer days
I hear the sounds of warm summer days
I hear the sounds
In the name of the troops or your angels
And we walk with death on our minds
Helmets, guns, wings, and halos
You don't last if there′s fear in your eyes
And if you could please just don′t tell my mother
Anything just to keep from crying
Yesterday in Fallujah
A suicide bomb near took me out
I hear the sounds of warm summer days
I hear the sounds of warm summer days
Yeah we pray for silence
And we look for a way back home
Yeah we pray for silence
And we look for a way back home
Oh, life is not right
Oh, we still can't find what we′re looking for
Running blind in the night, that won't help at all
And it looks like the stars were lined up to fall
Oh, we still can′t find what we're looking for
Running blind in the night, that won′t help at all
And it looks like the stars were lined up to fall
When your innocent eyes awaken
To find your feet in the boots in the sand
And instead of your phone or your iPod
Son, you got a gun in your hand
I remember the day that I signed up
To pay for school mom just can't afford
Then the lies they came crashing from top shelf
Pulled you straight through the desert storm
I hear the sounds of warm summer days
Kids in the streets play ghetto games
Up on the roof I take aim to the nape
I feel the weight of America's hate
I hear the sounds of drum beats in the war
Building it up, I′m gonna watch them fall
Kids in the streets playing ghetto games
I hear the sounds of drum beats in the war
I hear the sounds of warm summer days
Dear little man, I got your letter
Good to hear that you do alright
I know I said I′d be back by the summer
But now it looks like they added time
Back at home now man, life seems so simple
Anywhere you go you'll be alright
Since we spoke I′ve moved north of Naziria
And I feel it's just a matter of time
I hear the sounds of warm summer days
I hear the sounds of warm summer days
I hear the sounds
In the name of the troops or your angels
And we walk with death on our minds
Helmets, guns, wings, and halos
You don't last if there′s fear in your eyes
And if you could please just don′t tell my mother
Anything just to keep from crying
Yesterday in Fallujah
A suicide bomb near took me out
I hear the sounds of warm summer days
I hear the sounds of warm summer days
Yeah we pray for silence
And we look for a way back home
Yeah we pray for silence
And we look for a way back home
Oh, life is not right
Oh, we still can't find what we′re looking for
Running blind in the night, that won't help at all
And it looks like the stars were lined up to fall
Oh, we still can′t find what we're looking for
Running blind in the night, that won′t help at all
And it looks like the stars were lined up to fall
When your innocent eyes awaken
To find your feet in the boots in the sand
And instead of your phone or your iPod
Son, you got a gun in your hand
I remember the day that I signed up
To pay for school mom just can't afford
Then the lies they came crashing from top shelf
Pulled you straight through the desert storm
I hear the sounds of warm summer days
Kids in the streets play ghetto games
Up on the roof I take aim to the nape
I feel the weight of America's hate
I hear the sounds of drum beats in the war
Building it up, I′m gonna watch them fall
Writer(s): Ben Brewer, Gunnar, Gunnar Olsen, Jeff Darosa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

