From the recording PEACE BETWEEN THE LINES
Lyrics
My grandad died in Viet Nam
My father marched through Desert Storm
They served our country strong
But I’m seeing something wrong with this world on fire
With boots, a helmet and a gun
“You’ll serve your country proud, my son.”
Marching through the dust
There’s very little trust in this world on fire
In a world on fire who do we believe?
In a world on fire some stay and some leave
Deception and lies pile high like cold barbed wire
We are all just trying to survive in a world on fire
They paint the world in black and white
They make the rules but never fight
They wave our flag and cry
Fists held high to the sky for this world on fire
Most never lived the hell of war
Some leaders, cowards to the core
They don’t care who will die
In the spotlight, they pray for this world on fire
In a world on fire the truth is cheap
In a world on fire its secrets we keep
Deception and lies pile high like cold barbed wire
We are all just trying to survive in a world on fire
My bunkmate just turned twenty-one
His girl back home just had their son
Another godless night
To fear an endless fight in this world on fire
He questions why the hell we’re here
I tell him, “Bro, just lies and fear
Meant to keep us blind
As bombs blast through this world on fire
In a world on fire we whisper our prayers
In a world on fire it's all hollow stares
Deception and lies pile high like cold barbed wire
We are all just trying to survive…
We are all just trying to survive…
We are all just trying to survive in a world on fire
In a world on fire…
(We’re looking for some light…)
In a world on fire…
(We’re looking for what’s right…)
In a world on fire…
(We’re looking for some light…)
In a world on fire…
© 2026 Christopher Iverson Music/BMI
words & music: Christopher Iverson