(T. Flakne/B. Icon)  It was early in the mornin', way back when I was five  somebody's knockin' on our front door  one chilly winter's night  my father put his jeans on, and opened up the door  they were all dressed in uniforms  he was up against the wall  my mother took us to the kitchen, my brother and me  she said listen boys your father's gone  there was someone he had to see  as she cried her tears in silence, the sun began to rise  oh those moments I recall so well  written down forever in my mind  Boy when you're all alone  holdin' back when you wanna go  take a stand 'cause it's not over now  ooh kid keep your head up high  dry your eyes and touch the sky  take a stand 'cause it's not over now  Ammunition  There was a black car on the pavement  loud voices in the night  as they dragged him to the waitin' car  he's puttin' up a fight  now the streets were black and empty  bedroom windows cold and damp  I held my arms 'round my brother  'cause he didn't understand  the car moved from the driveway,  and went into the night  leavin' two kids by the window  holdin' each other tight  Boy when you're all alone  holdin' back when you wanna go  take a stand 'cause it's not over now  ooh kid keep your head up high  dry your eyes and touch the sky  take a stand 'cause it's not over now  Ammunition