the smell of virgin pages wafted through the swinging doors
  and the croaking speech he'd heard from countries counselors before
  they said "we all care for you, we know how you suffer
  but I know you can succed, I used to have it so much rougher"
    there's hope in the words and emotion in the eyes
  it's so easy to be misled by the savvy gentle guise
  and like fools we trust the delivery
  but it's all just drunk sincerity
    in maternal family assembly poised regarding the blue tube
  the numbers crept up higher and the hawks stayed out of view
  then the generals said "we dont want our boys dead
  your sons and your husbands will be coming back heroes soon"
    with steam, heat, and rhythm in the back seat of the car
  and adolescent perspective projecting life's forecast to the stars
  you heard love from the lips and you were rapt by the hips
  and the promise was eternal but you couldn't see that far