Cold grey water fills a boot
Rusty metal takes a root
Copper wires across the lane
Sucking up the summer rain
Steel in the mud and a heavy sky
Wait for the thunder to drift on by
One lonely helmet on a salted hill
Everything frozen and perfectly still
Buses rattle through the town
Watch the yellow banners frown
Snap a picture of the haze
Counting all the empty days
Steel in the mud and a heavy sky
Wait for the thunder to drift on by
One lonely helmet on a salted hill
Everything frozen and perfectly still
Distant cannons shake the ground
Low and heavy rolling sound
Bending grass in circles wide
Nowhere for the small birds to hide
Steel in the mud and a heavy sky
Wait for the thunder to drift on by
One lonely helmet on a salted hill
Everything frozen and perfectly still
Silver film in a plastic case
Capturing a vacant place
Smile and shrug at the coming storm
Keep the coffee in the thermos warm
Steel in the mud and a heavy sky
Wait for the thunder to drift on by
One lonely helmet on a salted hill
Everything frozen and perfectly still
Steel in the mud.
Just a snapshot.
Perfectly still.
