Guns of Umpqua

I see birds soaring through the clouds outside my window Smell the fresh paint of a comfort shade on this new fall day Feel the coffee surge through morning veins from half an hour ago Hear the sound of shots and screams out in the hallway Spent my last weekend camping out Again down the roadways Just me and Joan and a couple of friends on this beautiful trail Watched the sun slip down behind a mountain stream in these great Cascades Saw a mighty hawk swoop down upon a stream to devour its prey Now We're moving chairs in some panic mode to barricade the doors As my heart rate surges on adrenaline and nerves I feel I've been here before I made it back from hell's attack in some distant bloody war Only to stare down hell back home Outside my mind I wander freely past this rocky shore Waves crash against the banks where Lewis and Clark explored We're all standing in the shadows of our noblest intentions of something more Than being shot in a classroom in Oregon It's a morning like so many others with breakfast and birthdays The sun burned the fog away, a breeze blew the mist away My friend Jack just had him a baby And I see birds soaring through the clouds outside my window Heaven's calling my name from the hallway outside the door Heaven's calling my name from the hallway outside the door