This is where the helicopters came to take me away
This is where the children used to play

This is only half a mile away from the attack
This is where my life changed in a day, and then it changed back
Buried in the din of rotor noise and close explosions
I do my best to synthesize the sounds and my emotions

This is where the allies bombed the school, they say by mistake
Here nobody takes me for a fool, just for a fake
Later at the hotel bar, the journalists are waiting
I hurry back to my guitar while they´re commiserating

And I´ll be leaving soon
I´ll be leaving soon

Just as soon as we were on the ground we were back in the jet
Just another three-day foreign tour we´d never forget
It´s hard to sympathize with all this devastation
Hopping ´round from site to site like tourists on vacation

And I´ll be leaving soon
I´ll be leaving soon

I can´t help anyone ´cause everyone´s so cold

Everyone´s so skeptical of everything they´re told
And even I get sick of needing to be sold

Though it´s only half a month away, the media´s gone
An entertaining scandal broke today, but I can´t move on
I´m haunted by a story and I do my best to tell it
Can´t even give this stuff away, why would I sell it?
Everybody´s laughing, while at me they point a finger
A world that loves its irony must hate the protest singer

So I´ll be leaving soon
I´ll be leaving soon
I´ll be leaving soon
I´ll be leaving soon