I hear the sounds of warm Summer days   Kids in the streets playing ghetto games   I hear the sounds of drum beats in the war   I hear the sounds of warm Summer days      Dan, the man, I got your letter   Good to hear that you do alright   I know I said I'd be back by the Summer   But now it looks like they've added time   Back at home now, man, life seems so simple   Anywhere you go you'll be alright   Since we spoke I've moved North of Brazillia   And I feel it's just a matter of time      I hear the sounds of warm Summer days   I hear the sounds of warm Summer days   I hear the sounds      And the names of the troops are with Angels   And we walk with death on our minds   Helmets, guns, wings and halos   You don't last if there's fear in your eyes   And if you could, just please go tell my Mother   Anything to keep her from crying   Yesterday in Fallujah   A suicide bome near took me out      I hear the sounds of warm Summer days   I hear the sounds of warm Summer days      Yeah, we pray for silence   We look for a way back home   Yeah, we pray for silence   We look for a way back home   Oh, they lied to us in Iraq!      Oh, we still can't find what we're looking for   Running down in the night, that won't help at all   And it looks like the stars are lined up to fall   Oh, we still can't find what we're looking for   Running down in the night, that won't help at all   And it looks like the stars are lined up to fall      When your innocent eyes wake up to find   Your feet in the boots in the sand   And instead of your phone, or your Ipod   Son, you've got a gun in your hand   Oh, I remember the day that I signed up   To pay for a school mom just can't afford   Then the lies that came crashing from bomb shells   Pulled you straight through Desert Storm      I hear the sounds of warm Summer days   Kids in the streets playing ghetto games   Up on the roof I take aim to the men   I feel the weight of America's hand   I hear the sound of drum beats in the war   Building it up, I'm gonna watch them fall