We stand like soldiers void of joy
They treat us like we're mere toys
Without the capacity for pain or loss
Aside, on the back burner, our feelings they toss
They're screaming "THIS IS WAR, THIS IS WAR."
And most of the time we don't even know what for.
Side by side, heart to heart
We stand waiting for the battle to start.
Step by step
Hearts torn from chests, and we haven't seen the worst of it yet.
Toy soldiers, hand in hand, waiting for the promised land.
The land where our parents spare us and our universe is more forgiving.
The land where the good are still good and the bad are far more giving.
Toy soldiers falling, their time wasted waiting for the calling.
