Letter Home lyrics

Dear friend, it is the new year, I'm eight hours away from home
Kids shoot fireworks from street corners and run before they explode
And lovers get drunk on the roof of an underground grocery store
You know my new years wish is for the place that I call home to stop this stupid war

If they don't well burn each others' draft cards
We can write an epic poem
Except in this one Grendel is the hero
Gilgamesh finds his new home

Far away from swords and fake chivalry
We've seen the faces of our true enemies
And they don't pay us enough to live on
Every year they raise the rent

They hold cards to our faces
That rate us on how much we have or have not spent
And all for their own evil intent

Today I saw a great piece of graffiti, it had birds and spoke of reverie
Oh Emily di*kinson, you never seemed so exciting I must say
But without grass or buzzing bees, we all can still have our own prairies
And fireworks will serve as stars at the end of this day

Oh and the world it does keep turning, I used to wish I could sit still
So that one day we could meet again with or without our own will
But the miracles in motion, finding new places we belong
And finding inspiration to sing our brand new songs