I remember walking down a dusty road
Kandahar, the sky was clear
Praying the culverts would not explode
And end my twenty three years
Nazir and Mustafa, they spoke three tongues
One got out and one's still there
Ten years later it all fell pieces
And it seems like no one cares
Some folks stab you in the back
Others leave you on the tracks
Most people never cared at all
I can't find the words to say
I just called him anyway
I just hope he makes it through the fall
Pendulum swinging, and it conquers pride
A battleground, a century
Nazir said it feels just like somebody died
Who am I to disagree?
Hind sightseers tell you just what went wrong
They never spoke when it was right
I'm back walking down a dusty road
Cause I can't sleep tonight
Some folks stab you in the back
Others leave you on the tracks
Most people never cared at all
I can't find the words to say
I just called him anyway
I just hope he makes it through the fall
Leaves behind what's left of it all