ฟังเพลงCities And Years

Play with the bow at the bridge

Tune your voices to minor chords

This is the lowest we've ever been

Until we bend for the offering

We're giving a knee jerk response to the awe

We come strapped to the bed

On display from the duty of tour

Oh they picked up the signals

We tapped to the prisoners

Our sea legs were lost on the march

From the graves to the cross

We brandish the plague of the middleman's heart

Sing the rats through the gate

I was still in one piece

When they tied me to the back of the car

But I met the road and I've slept

With thousands of miles since the day I was born

Our shoes are milled to the sole

And our souls are skin and bones

If I'm but a stranger still

Just move the severed pieces around

So course is the world

We're going back and forth

And back and forth

Grinding our bodies into dust

We'll never make it home alive

We'll never make it home alive

We'll never make it home alive

Play with the bow at the bridge

All the girls by the enemy line

All the girls by the enemy line

Woe such remarkable woe

Hold sight of him

Hold sight of him

Point him out

I was still in one piece

When they tied me to the back of the car

But I met the road and I've slept

With thousands of miles since the day I was born

Our shoes are milled to the sole

And our souls are skin and bone

If I'm but a stranger still

Just move the severed pieces around

So course is the world

We're going back and forth

And back and forth

Grinding our bodies into dust

War come with us home

War come with us home

War come with us home

War come with us home