Killing an Arab

Standing on the beach with a gun in my hand

Staring at the sky, staring at the sand

Staring down the barrel at the Arab on the ground

See his open mouth but I hear no soundI'm alive

I'm dead

I'm the stranger

Killing an ArabI can turn and walk away or I can fire the gun

Staring at the sky, staring at the sun

Whichever I choose it amounts to the same

Absolutely nothingI'm alive

I'm dead

I'm the stranger

Killing an ArabI feel the silver jump smooth in my hand

Staring at the sea, staring at the sand

Staring at myself

Reflected in the eyes of the dead man on the beach

(The dead man on the beach)I'm alive

I'm dead

I'm the stranger

Killing an Arab