Nightmares

Oh…
There you are.

I didn't see you through all this smoke at first
Is it smoke or just dust?
I can't really tell.

It's so dry here.

And loud

I didn't notice that until now
There's shouting
And sharp, piercing cracks

Your back's pressed against a wall
The building it belongs to is gutted and empty
There are pockmarks in that wall
They spiral crazily just above your head

Is that a rifle?
You check the magazine,
Ram it home again
Guess it must be

I never really thought those hands would ever hold a gun
It's kind of jarring to see.

Look around the wall at the same time
There are more people with guns
They want to hurt you

Don't know how I know that
Don't really care

You always tried to protect me
You just went too far this time

Now how do I save you?

This can't be real
I can't be here with you
But I have to protect you

Stop them
Stop the bullets

Stop

Don't hurt her
Don't hurt her
Don't hurt her

I have to save you
Need to

Need you

There's somebody screaming
Wish they'd stop—makes it hard to concentrate

No, wait.

That person screaming—
That's me, I think.

What is it I'm saying?

Screaming.

Begging.

For you to please,

Please,

Run