Higher Ground Songtext

von Slamer

Tires kicking up dust
Fires flicker in the night
We're creeping through the alleyways

Heard a shot from above me
Me and Johnny hit the floor
We're a hundred million miles from home
Saying "What are we fighting for"

Then I think about Joe from New York City
And a photograph man she looked so pretty
And Private Johnson,a fine Marine
I held his hand ha was just eighteen

CHORUS

I can see you thru the madness
See the darkness all around(from higher ground)
And if you've still got faith in me
Together we will reach the higher ground

Lungs burning from the smoke
Heat's coming in fast
We're racing through the desert
Praying that we last

Bullets flying around me
Johnny's ready to attack
If I ever make it outta here
I'm ever coming back

I think about home and apple pie
The fields of gold and the big blue sky
Mom and Dad and my pickup truck
We stood there crying as they wished me luck

I can see you thru the madness
See the darkness all around(from higher ground)
And if you've still got faith in me
Together we will reach the higher ground

Lungs burning from the smoke
Heat's coming in fast
We're racing through the desert
Praying that we last

Bullets flying around me
Johnny's ready to attack
If I ever make it outta here
I'm ever coming back

I think about home and apple pie
The fields of gold and the big blue sky
Mom and Dad and my pickup truck
We stood there crying as they wished me luck

CHORUS