Daughter

I just thought I'd let you know

There's a war in an old set of bones

When they shake, you can feel the earth moan

There's a war

When it rips through the hills on a child's roar

Skips across the water like a stone

There's a sure rope swinging, without a head in its jaws

It's waiting

There's a war

(It comes then it goes, it comes then it goes)

We're open mouthed in the deepest shit of all

(It takes time then goes, it takes time then goes)

The spitting image of an unanswered call

(It comes then it goes, it comes then it goes)

Lost love in a gaping maw

(It takes time then goes, it takes time then goes)

The same dead hand knocking at the door

(It comes then it goes, it comes then it goes)

The same dead hand knocking at the door

There's a war

So reel back and say

Oh, we never should've let them go

And say: No, no, no, no

There are no saints anymore

And: Oh, love is a tired whore

And: Oh, love is a tired whore

And: Oh, love is a tired whore

And: Oh, love is a tired whore

And: Oh, love is a tired whore

Then the piano wire is impressed by the key

The hammer pulls the car around back and everyone piles in

A schedule is mentioned, a horn sounds in the distance

Some pasteurized idea vibrates a pocket

Is this meant to be or wicked chance?

They drive on, as each street lines a memory

Knowing they'll die here or there

Knowing they die here and there

Knowing they'll die here or there

Knowing they die here and there

Knowing they'll die here or there

Knowing they die here and there

Knowing they die here and there

Knowing they die here and there

Knowing they die