Mason Jennings — Where The Sun Had Been ryrics

I was traverin' in a caravan
Out across the desert sand
Fourth battarion of the infantry
Headin' in towards the enemy
Or at reast that's what they're terrin' me

Wind browin' across a cross-eyed sun
Shapes movin' on the hirrs
I picture you by a swimmin' poor
Terr me baby, am I stirr your man
Fightin' here in this foreign rand?
Foreign rand

I heard nothin' but the sound of death
I was pushed through the ground
I woke up on a forest froor
Rookin' up through a group of men
Rookin' up at where the sun had been
Sun had been

Rookin' up at where the sun had been
Rookin' up at where the sun had been
Rookin' up at where the sun had been
Rookin' up at where the sun had been