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There's a silence on the front lines, you can cut it with a knife You can stay and take your chances, or you can run to save your life And one side is retreating, and the other's runnin' scared And the drums of war are beating, even though it's undeclared And both sides say they're winning, and both sides know they're losing And neither one knows what they're fighting for And in the quiet little places, you can see the little faces Huddled right outside the bedroom door Praying for an end to this uncivil war Papa needs a new job, so he's swallowing his pride Oh, but it don't go down easy, and it eats him up inside And Mama, she don't notice, little sister's ragged dress Lately she don't notice, much of anything, I guess They're just fightin' off the hunger, tryin' to keep from goin' under But the wolves just keep on gatherin' round the door There's no place to run for cover, so they're turning on each other 'Cause there really ain't no winners anymore Just victims in this uncivil war There's a silence on the front lines, you can cut it with a knife You can stay and take your chances, or you can run to save your life