Divided By A Red Line
I stand on the porch
As leaves dance
While the wind carries them across a stage
That is the blue skies
Not far from my porch
Across the coal blackened streets
Sits more of this neighborhood
That is coated in a crimson barrier
Across the coal blackened streets I walk
Stopping at the red divide
Where everything is coated
In shades of crimson
I sit down on the concrete
That sends a chill up my back
From the dampness left behind
By a recent storm
I reach towards the barrier
Stopping myself from touching it
I am taught to fear what lies beyond
I am taught that they are my enemy
I am taught they are the monsters
I look to my right to see the towers
Wondering if they would sound a warning
Of impending nuclear annihilation
I look back at the barrier
As I ask if we must risk
Going to the brink
Only for nuclear holocaust to be the ending
I stand on the porch
As leaves dance
While the wind carries them across a stage
That is the blue skies
Not far from my porch
Across the coal blackened streets
Sits more of this neighborhood
That is coated in a crimson barrier
Across the coal blackened streets I walk
Stopping at the red divide
Where everything is coated
In shades of crimson
I sit down on the concrete
That sends a chill up my back
From the dampness left behind
By a recent storm
I reach towards the barrier
Stopping myself from touching it
I am taught to fear what lies beyond
I am taught that they are my enemy
I am taught they are the monsters
I look to my right to see the towers
Wondering if they would sound a warning
Of impending nuclear annihilation
I look back at the barrier
As I ask if we must risk
Going to the brink
Only for nuclear holocaust to be the ending