World War III

she fell and hit her head
where roads don't go
so a helicopter came for her
took her up and through
the clear summer sky
above all the colors
down below

and she thought:
well I guess,
this is where I ought to be right now

out in the woods
the game of hide-and-seek
was ended by the rain
but no one told me
covered in moss and leaves
Ifelt real smart
until I found myself
alone in the dark

and when home came that thought:
this is where I ought to be right now
I want to walk into a place
and feel it's where
I ought to be always

the sole survivors
of world war three
we were playing
in the forest

I was hiding
from you who had gone home
without telling me and
I swear that sometimes it's like
I'm still out there