No Rest (2005 Remaster)

Four o'clock in the morning and still we cannot sleep

Turning over turning round

Twisting in our sweat

They say there is no rest for the wicked ones

Dear god what have we done

There is no rest for the wicked ones

Dear god what is this evil that we've done

Is it that we wanted more than you gave

Why did you put us then in this small town grave

Humility

Is that what you want

Why did you make us then the way you did

Yes we have pride

Is this our sin

Is it the times that we've been out fighting

Well I'll tell you all those times

We never really hurt anybody

Or is it that we were eating

While other people were starving

Is this our crime

Four o'clock in the morning and still we cannot sleep

Is it the times we laughed about it all

Through all those whisky nights so far away

Yes

We betrayed you

Is this our crime