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Covert War

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Dear Mom and Dad

Here's why I can't come home

I can talk with either one of you just fine

When it's either one, aloneBut the Thanksgiving table

Is going to be pulled out bigger

If we talk at all

One of you will pull the triggerI used to run those battle lines

Trying to smooth over what got said

Trying to get a medal

Trying to get some shrapnel in my headThought it was my duty

To plead and to implore

But I caught too much crossfire

In your covert warTelevision talks fills the air

So you don't have to start

You claim your territories in the rooms upstairs

To keep yourselves apartHoly days, they bring us all together

After so much left unsaid

You taught us well not to kick under the table

Kick under your breath insteadI used to stand between you

Trying to smooth over what got said

Trying to get a medal

Trying to get some shrapnel in my headThought it was my duty

To plead and to implore

But I caught too much crossfire

In your covert warOf course there was the anger where the love is strong

Spilled like gasoline

It's crude but it's a power we can draw upon

If it fuels the right machineI love you and I'd never want to see you bleed

When comments cut like steel

So to hold your fire I'd block the shot and take the hit for you

As if I could not feelI thought they'd passed right through me

And I had no scars to hide

Now I open up and try to love

And I find they're still inside'Cause I used to run those battle lines

Trying to plead, to implore

Please won't you hold the cease fire out a little longer

Until the next uproarI took it all in childhood

But I can't take it no more

'Cause I caught too much crossfire

In your covert war

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