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I had first realized the shape I was in |
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After six years in uniform, in the standing din |
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I signed in at eighteen for a college degree |
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Recruiting out of high school into opportunity |
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I'd always equated my love for my land |
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With the loyalty of the army but now I understand |
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I'm from a small town, I knew quiet streets |
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There was a market where people often meet |
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I built my home there, me and my family |
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These are the loneliest days I've seen |
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My soldiers are marching according to rank |
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They have occupied the borderlines outside the West Bank |
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I'm relieving my attention on a bloody red machine |
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A conscientious citizen for the democratic regime |
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This kind of struggle's not one to go alone |
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So I'm joining the opposition but I'm never going home |
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I'm from a small town, no cause and no elites |
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There was a market where people often meet |
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I remember loved ones but I don't remember peace |
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These are the loneliest days I've seen |
