Текст песни Cementville

We knew our stream would lead to a bigger stream

And eventually the river, and out to the sea

It never seemed like a possibility

That we could go beyond our boundaries

Beyond my mother's screams

We jumped over fences and we cut some down

As the stream got deeper and winded around

When we finally made it to it's mouth

We stood in silence in what we had found

We were afraid to make a sound

There was this warning, written in red

This is the land of the cynics, keep out and then his master said

We should not do this now huh? No we should turn around

No we should not do this now huh? No we should turn around

Make some plans then come back and attack

We went to school and we told the gang

We all met up the next Saturday

Armed to the team with BB guns, Rambo knives and machetes

We were a wicked little team

We marched beside the new found stream

There were an offense on the trees

We found their club so easily

We ripped up everything

We showed no mercy

We painted lightening bolts

And we left a note to let our enemies know that this war has begun

We said, you got no rights to post that kind of sign

This woods does not belong to you or anyone

And your warnings don't scare us

Because, we move silently

We hide in the shadows of the trees and we will not be seen

We can disarm the traps, just set, set our own that you will trip

Our arrows will fly straighter

This woods does not belong to anyone, but if it must it will belong to us

We have won this day, you should know our names

We are the Gladiators

We made maps, we gave names to all the paths

We found the place that gave our little town it's name

It looked like a castle but it was where they made the cement at

To us it was such a magic place

We made a temple out of wood and we filled it with the bones

That we found in the woods so people would leave us alone

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The new kings of the new kingdom

We enjoyed our victory

We got a message from some one-named Gypsy

He said your bones do not scare me

This war's not over and I think that we should meet

The temple, this Friday at 3

I woke up early before school and I ran back to the spot

It was filled with traps, just like I thought

I tore them up and left a note and said is this some kind of joke?

There's much more to us than just old bones

And the top of the castle is where we would meet next

This time the time and the place were things that we picked

We said no weapons, we said no tricks

We did the best to hide the fact that we were just some little kids

We were just some little kids

I was scared when I saw him

He looked much older and I thought that he might be a Vet

His master climbed the wall and saw he had a rifle hidden on a rope hanging in the pit

We said no weapons and we called him out on it

He didn't know how I could know until he turned around

His master had climbed up right behind him

And didn't make a sound

And we really had him now

We talked for a while with this stranger about the natives of this land,

Our gangs, and nature

We got home again

We didn't know what to think of him

But it seemed like the war was over and the trees held no more danger

I was sad to see it go

A few days later I ran in to him alone

At the place that used to be his old gang's base

He told me stories of their glory days

Before his friends grew up or they moved away

And we decided that day that we would build something

We would build it together, it would represent our truce

And as I got to know him, it got easy to see

That he was just a kid who loved the woods like me

He was a friend, he was not an enemy

We made our enemies our friends

We should have never been enemies with them

We made our enemies our friends

And our gang got twice as big