Wrong End of the Spear

First sign of trouble you take to the woods
With your slippers and your hair pulled under your hood
You won't look behind you you'll just know that you should
Be ready for climbing like you never thought you could
Looking for cover like you've never had to
Knowing it gets worse before it ever gets good

'Cause something's wrong and something is near
It slowly advances and has us surrounded here
If I'm right then it's clear
That I'll be on the wrong end of the spear

There's ice on the river, there's snow on the rocks
But it's too soft here to cross
That's buck's fur you're seeing in the water circled by hawks
Now you stay off the middle you keep out of shot
With your feet down in the frost
These kinds of stories aren't told if both get lost

Something's wrong, yeah, something has come
It's not taking chances, it's not giving us one
And if I'm right then you'll hear drums
And I'll be on the wrong end of the gun

This hill we're on's no longer safe enough it's true
It's too easy now to be stormed and set fire to
To be overtaken by the likes
Of even children that're too young to fight

Well, something's wrong, yeah, something appears
With an arrow to its ear, we're coming up on its heels
Now if I'm right then it's real
That I'll be on the wrong end of the shield
Yes, I'll be on the wrong end of the shield
And you'll be gone and you'll have disappeared