Shots   Ringing all along the borders can be heard   Striking out like a venom in the sky   Cutting through the air faster than a bird   In the night.      Children   Are lost in the sand, building roads with little hands   Trying to join their father's castles together again   Will they make it? who knows where or when   Old wounds will mend?       Machines   Are winding their way along, looking strong   Building roads and bringing back loads and loads   Of building materials   In the night      Men   Are trying to move the borders on the ground   Lines between the different spots that each has found   But back home another scene was going down   In the night.      Lust   Comes creepin' through the night to feed on hearts   Of suburban wives who learned to pretend   When they met their dream's end   In the night.      Shots   I hear shots, I keep hearing shots   I keep hearing shots   I hear shots.      Shots   I hear shots, I keep hearing shots   I keep hearing shots   I hear shots.      But I'll never use your love,   You know I'm not that kind   And so if you give your heart away   I promise to you   Whatever we do   That I will always be true.