Vopo's

They were few in the night. A glare from bright headlights. Sentries in a row. You watch from a front window. Through sleepy eyes you saw the scene. Felt as if a dream Had come to life. Caught by surprise. Protection in disguise. A high barricade. A price too high to pay. The late night dancers filled the street. And stopped as if a dream Had come to life. A Wail and a cry. Blue lights flashing by. In shadows of the trees. A zone runs in between. The young boy soldiers fill the streets. And move as if a dream Had come to life. Can it be a nightmare? Will you wake and still be there? So you try to run. Frightened you're the one left Inside. Can It be a nightmare? Will you wake and still be there? So you try to run. Frightened you're the one left Inside