Lyric Helicopters

This is where the helicopters came to take me away
This is where the children used to play

This is only half a mile away from the attack
This is where my life changed in a day
And then it changed back
Buried in the din of rotor noise and close explosions
I do my best to synthesize the sounds and my emotions
This is where the allies bombed the school,
They say by mistake
Here nobody takes me for a fool, just for a fake
Later at the hotel bar, the journalists are waiting
I hurry back to my guitar while they re commiserating

And I ll be leaving soon
I ll be leaving soon

Just as soon as we were on the ground
We were back in the jet
Just another three day foreign tour we d never forget
It s hard to sympathize with all this devastation
Hopping round from site to site like tourists on vacation

And I ll be leaving soon
I ll be leaving soon

I can t help anyone cause everyone s so cold
Everyone s so skeptical of everything they re told
And even I get sick of needing to be sold

Though it s only half a month away, the media s gone
An entertaining scandel broke today, but I can t move on
I m haunted by a story and I do my best to tell it
Can t even give this stuff away, why would I sell it?
Everybody s laughing, while at me they point a finger
A world that loves its irony must hate the protest singer

So I ll be leaving soon
I ll be leaving soon
I ll be leaving soon
I ll be leaving soon