"Intervention"
The king's taken back the throne
The useless seed is sown
When they say they're cutting off the phone
I tell 'em you're not home
No place to hide
You were fighting as a soldier on their side
You're still a soldier in your mind
Though nothing's on the line
You say it's money that we need
As if we're only mouths to feed
I know no matter what you say
There are some debts you'll never pay
Working for the Church while your family dies
You take what they give you and you keep it inside
Ever spark of friendship and love will die without a home
Hear the solider groan, "We'll go at it alone"
I can taste the fear
Lift me up and take me out of here
Don't wanna fight, don't wanna die
Just wanna hear you cry
Who's gonna throw the very first stone?
Oh! Who's gonna reset the bone?
Walking with your head in a sling
Wanna hear the solider sing:
"Been working for the Church while my family dies
Your little baby sister's gonna lose her mind
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a home"
Hear the soldier groan "We'll go at it alone."
I can taste your fear
It's gonna lift you up and take you out of here
And the bone shall never heal
I care not if you kneel
We can't find you now
But they're gonna get the money back somehow
And when you finally disappear
We'll just say you were never here
Working for the church while your life falls apart
Singing halleluiah with the fear in your heart
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a home
Hear the solider groan, "We'll go at it alone"
Hear the solider groan, "We'll go at it alone"
Arcade Fire
Now thats lyrics. Great song too, always adds to lyrics when the songs good. Mmmhmm. So, the whole Mail birthday invitation idea went out the window. Yup.
I just bought the Orange box, so now I am bashing peoples heads in with crow bars, its really fun! Team Fortress too! So yeah Groovy Cat!
I don't really have anything to post. What would you like? Tell me, its comments that keep this tinsy little blog alive! So what do you want?
3 comments:
Groovy Cats, I can imagine you saying that ^_^
Blair, my life, feels like a train hurtling towards a brick wall- its going somewhere painful fast, and no ones quite sure why it took that route.
NONE OF THAT MADE SENSE.
You know how life can be sometimes?
Maybe you do, Maybe you don't.
I'm stressed.
I've got to get your birthday present.
Your belated birthday present.
Siobhan, everything makes sense.
But we just never find out just what sort of sense.
UHM. YEAH. Anything really. I love your blog posts... just randomness really. xD
People should read this.
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