Walking Wounded

The evening light still pale
I went out to the mail
My movements like a snail

Apologies from a friend
I'm spread out so thin
It's time to start again

Greetings from the walking wounded
Did you just see what the moon did?
Maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me
Went away but I'm not forgetting
Far enough from Armageddon
Maybe, maybe only I can see

So what are you dying for?
The place ain't there no more
It's been gutted to the core

So take your tragedies
And send them off to me
With your apologies

Greetings from the walking wounded
Did you just see what the moon did?
Maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me
Went away but I'm not forgetting
Far enough from Armageddon
Maybe, maybe only I can see

Maybe its something only I can see
Maybe only I can see
Maybe its something only I can see
Maybe only I can see

Greetings from the walking wounded
Did you just see what the moon did?
Maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me
Went away but I'm not forgetting
Far enough from Armageddon
Maybe, maybe only I can see

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Maybe only I can see, only I can see
Maybe only I can see, only I can see

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We pay to shed a sombre tear in the darkness together here
One among the hundreds, crying for the millions
And when the house lights break the trance
Only then unclasp our hands
Compose ourselves and fix our hair
"We would have all been Schindler there"
Drive in silence slowly home
Now horror's more than skin and bone
And can you see in 20 years
We'll pay to shed the same cheap tears?
In a film about an island, watch our hero take a stand
Pay our money gladly to wash our hands
Watching the movie we'll ask how the people might have known
Let it h


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