Verse 1: He left work for a 2-week leave Overdue for some rest indeed Heading north to a place upstream Where his wife and his son now waited to receive One quiet home deep in retreat Where nobody would know where to reach It was oh so sweet
But imposition of warfare would hit square and turn off delight And the shock had a force to invite Such a fear that would drive him to flight Cuz it turned out his wife wasn’t safe on this night A fear that would cause him to pause And to pull from his draw his Benelli M4 And to haul in his jeep full floor With a vengeful jaw on an end life score But before he could settle this he was bedeviled and blown By the way she’d hung up the phone Her last words now a drone They had him feeling just oh so cold We are not alone
We are not alone
Verse 2: And when it hits you get hit with it And when it breaks you get broke with it And when it lights you explode in it And when it goes you just loathe in it This is what you call an upheaval Something like a nightmare’s equal But he had the presence of mind To reject thought lines of heroic retrieval Cuz he heard the panic in her tone And he felt the weight of unknown He sensed their helplessness In the best defense called the local patrol And dispatch arranged for a probe Meanwhile he tried redial on the phone About 4 hours till he showed Rushed into the house to find no one was home
Verse 3: Full search ensues Up and down stairs through every room A lay of the grounds brought views without vehicles or shoes He was quite confused No evidence of forced entry No signs of struggle, there’s no sign of trouble He refused to accept this He would attempt connections No, the search resumes If no footprints then he knew Entry had to be gained from the chimney’s flue From the rooftop and trees he drew A path to the woods, now he left to pursue 30 acres till the river brought it through With this much land he’d need a plane or a few Well the Feds made it two and the search party grew But nothing ever did yield any clues
That was 10 years ago 10 years of no rest and nowhere to go For 10 years he prayed it a ruse 10 years of theories, no truth
We are not alone
Verse 1: He left work for a 2-week leave Overdue for some rest indeed Heading north to a place upstream Where his wife and his son now waited to receive One quiet home deep in retreat Where nobody would know where to reach It was oh so sweet
But imposition of warfare would hit square and turn off delight And the shock had a force to invite Such a fear that would drive him to flight Cuz it turned out his wife wasn’t safe on this night A fear that would cause him to pause And to pull from his draw his Benelli M4 And to haul in his jeep full floor With a vengeful jaw on an end life score But before he could settle this he was bedeviled and blown By the way she’d hung up the phone Her last words now a drone They had him feeling just oh so cold We are not alone
We are not alone
Verse 2: And when it hits you get hit with it And when it breaks you get broke with it And when it lights you explode in it And when it goes you just loathe in it This is what you call an upheaval Something like a nightmare’s equal But he had the presence of mind To reject thought lines of heroic retrieval Cuz he heard the panic in her tone And he felt the weight of unknown He sensed their helplessness In the best defense called the local patrol And dispatch arranged for a probe Meanwhile he tried redial on the phone About 4 hours till he showed Rushed into the house to find no one was home
Verse 3: Full search ensues Up and down stairs through every room A lay of the grounds brought views without vehicles or shoes He was quite confused No evidence of forced entry No signs of struggle, there’s no sign of trouble He refused to accept this He would attempt connections No, the search resumes If no footprints then he knew Entry had to be gained from the chimney’s flue From the rooftop and trees he drew A path to the woods, now he left to pursue 30 acres till the river brought it through With this much land he’d need a plane or a few Well the Feds made it two and the search party grew But nothing ever did yield any clues
That was 10 years ago 10 years of no rest and nowhere to go For 10 years he prayed it a ruse 10 years of theories, no truth
