The Manhattan Project

It's not the first thing
 That crosses your mind
 Early in the morning
 Infact it worries me
 How few minds it crosses at all
 I must admit that it took that film
 To bring that matter to my attention
 And now i worry about
 Who's Got the guns
 Thought to myself
 Whein that fear crossed my mind
 It takes just one contry
 To start a war of this king
 Maybe there's something
 I should do with my life
 So often this world
 Finds itself balancing on a knife
 I wanna see them all gone from this world
 There's better things to spend that money on
 There's other ways to make this overcome
 Won't have to prove it
 That we're just as strong as you
 An is it me or is society
 Becoming blinder by the day
 To what's behind those hills
 Along'del muerto way
 So bright it reached the girl's blind eyes
 Stretched from the jemez mountains
 To the still dark skies
 Such intensity
 Neighbouring communities
 Would swear the sun rose twice that day
 I think it's time that we took that matter
 Into our own hands and shut them down
 It's time we rid ourselves of this curse
 It's we who created whis terror
 We can't let it stay here for ever