Pick Up Your Arms

Will Stelter

Young men, pick up your arms,
And take back your hearts,
Pick up your dreams, piece em back together,
Give it a start.

Oh my oh my, it’s tearing me apart.
Oh my oh my, aching is my heart.
Oh my oh my. Oh my oh my.

We’re like curious wolves, chasing chariot heels.
Like the waves and the beach play tag,
Don’t get lost in the fog.

Oh my oh my, it’s tearing us apart.
Oh why oh why, did we ever start.

Like shadows and ghouls, we will fade away,
But the sun and the moon still remain.