Из альбома: Natalie Merchant
Well, of all those seven deadly sins, I
Wore around my neck for him
Hunger, anger, lust, and greed
Envy, pride, and jealousy
There was one, I guess, that was the worst of all
That gave a little push, started the fall
From grace that I took so high
I took so long, so long and far
But I just couldn't spend me another night
In the cold, cold bed of the butcher's wife
So afraid to fall asleep
Afraid to wake, and afraid to dream
No, I just couldn't stay, I couldn't wait it out
Bite my tongue for another hour
One more endless day
Day after night, and night after day
Well it's been a two year stint in No Man's Land
Nobody here really gives a damn
So why don't we call it a draw...in the bloody war
To end all wars?
In the bloody war
In the bloody way
In the bloody, bloody war
In the bloody, bloody war
Well, I'm far too quick with the poison pen
Can't believe I'm writing again
After all these God damned years
And some day when the ghosts have all gone home
Far too late to be rattling bones
Then will you lay me down?
Lay me down
Oh, will you let it be?
Such a bloody war
Such a bloody war
Such a bloody, bloody war
Such a bloody war
Such a bloody war
Such a bloody, bloody war