Killing An Arab   





Standing on the beach 

With a gun in my hand 

Staring at the sea 

Staring at the sand 

Staring down the barrel 

At the arab on the ground 

I can see his open mouth     

But I hear no sound     

 

I'm alive 

I'm dead 

I'm the stranger 

Killing an arab 

 

I can turn  

And walk away 

Or I can fire the gun 

Staring at the sky 

Staring at the sun 

Whichever I chose 

It amounts to the same 

Absolutely nothing 

 

I'm alive 

I'm dead 

I'm the stranger 

Killing an arab 

 

I feel the steel butt jump     

Smooth in my hand 

Staring at the sea 

Staring at the sand 

Staring at myself 

Reflected in the eyes 

Of the dead man on the beach 

The dead man on the beach 

 

I'm alive 

I'm dead 

I'm the stranger 

Killing an arab