Lyrics:
and all the years of war
The lives of love and all the lives of fears
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
We crossed the river beds all etched in
age was nineteen
He was the bravest union man, that I have ever seen
Harry Simms was a palomine, we labored side by side
Expecting to be shot
And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers
Daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band
And she was blinded by the light
Oh, cut loose
son
What about flowering fields
Is there a time
What about all the dreams
That you said was yours and mine
Did you ever stop to notice
All
knew you'd fight
Until the war was won
The war's not done
But you deserve a chance to meet your son
Look around, look around at how lucky we are
you and I.
And from that day on,
There was trouble in the world,
And the world goin' astray.
From that day on,
Trouble in the world,
And the world
pain
Oh how it was so hard to climb so far to give it all up
For a moment of glory, glory
As the months rolled by and accusations fly
street in 1944
And you were headed off to fight in the war
You still would've been mine
We would have been timeless
I would've read your love letters
covered by the sands
And stopping to rest, I heard a tinkling, whispering sound
Then suddenly realized that even though the wind was quiet
The sand did
Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!
I was standing by the river
Where the cold black water runs
I was standing by the river
Where the cold black
sabotage
The love I saw in you was just a mirage
Oh yeah, you only filled me with despair
By showin' love that wasn't there
Just like the desert shows
're feeling so
Unholy
Oh, I was created by man, you know I'm
Unholy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I am the incubus,
I lay the egg in you
The worm that
're feeling so
Unholy
Oh, I was created by man, you know I'm
Unholy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I am the incubus,
I lay the egg in you
The worm that
Dungannon
Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the bower
You can visit New Ross, gallant Wexford and Gorey
Where the green was last seen
They say
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my chips
And niggas call me a timer
I been ballin' since my adolescent
could you kindly keep it down
Do we really need an Apocalypse right now?
Where's my sunshine, Sunshine was my friend
She was good to me, right up
the sack of Troy, to the Gardens of Babylon
A play of millions roared along
The gigantic dreams of Alexander the Great
Civil wars where brothers fought
London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys
Here where you are standing
The dinosaurs did a dance
The Indians told a story
Now it has come to pass
The Indians had a legend
The Spaniards
now
Let me see where I started at
Hood cats are part of where it started at
We hustle hard to keep the sharks fear
For the score go to war like
by yourself?
Or are you giving it to someone else?
Tryna find you but I just don't know
Where do broken hearts go?
Where do broken hearts go?
said, "Ask anything"
Where were you when everything was falling apart?
All my days were spent by the telephone that never rang
And all I needed was
ours
And if y'all bodies was then
Y'all be built for war
And when I say hard body, homie
Not in a physical you either born with it or
Real niggas around
floated down
And only say that you'll be mine
In no others arms entwined
Down beside where the waters flow
Down by the banks of the Ohio
And going home
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