you`re alive
thanks to a strange chain of events
that started with the death of elvis
and yes
all the wars and their warriors
wanted a piece of you
in your living room
i`m alive
after a time of riots and rides
that ended with smack
of gates into theirs clasps
all the dates that they throw at you
were somebody else`s stab
at your lineage
we`re alive
thanks to a light
shone in the night
that found an airship in its sights
in the crossfire
your grandfather cried to your mother
all the bombs that avoided you
had somebody else`s name
drawn on the chalkboard in haste
it was a clerical mistake
when you first saw it you were in a stroller
flailing your arms at the dogs and the bees
they could have bit you but you looked so happy
they could have snapped but they showed you mercy
and come to think of it i never once heard no
from the day you were called
you`ve been walking through the walls
shot through a canon you`ve landed in a flowerbed
guarded by invisible friends
guarded and invisible