Song Lyrics

In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
I see ‘em driving nails into the souls in the tree of pain
From the firefly, a red orange glow
I see the face of fear
Running scared in the valley below

Sky / Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Sky / Oh-oh-oh-oh
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue / Sky
Bullet the blue /Sky

From the locust wind, comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel and the angel was overcome
Ya plant a demon seed, you raise a flower of fire
I see them burning crosses, I see the flames higher and higher

Sky / Oh-oh-oh-oh
Sky / Oh-oh-oh-oh
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue / Sky
Bullet the blue / Sky

Oh…yeah

So this guy comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colours of a royal flush
And he’s peeling off those dollar bills
Slapping ‘em down
One hundred… two hundred

And I can see those fighter planes
And I can see those fighter planes

Across the mud huts where the children sleep
Through the valleys and the quiet city streets
We take the staircase to the first floor
We turn the key and slowly unlock the door

A man breathes into a saxophone
And through the walls we hear the city groan
Outside it’s America
Outside it’s America
Hey

So I went walking
Where the air was cool and clean
And I felt a million miles away
From the smoke filled firefly hills of San Salvador
Where I saw the sky ripped open
The rain pouring though a gaping wound
Pelting the women and children
Pelting the women and children
Who run…who run
Into the arms…
Of America