The military won the war
Certainly not for you and me
How many generations will it take
To cut the stream of blood?
Always somewhere...
miss you where i've been
I'll be back to love you again.
I go back to the places we've been
It feels like you're still there.
I live all those moments again
Wishing you were here.
Sometimes I walk mysterious places
Hear voices that talk without a word to say
Sometimes I hear the echoes of laughter
In the twilight of affairs and other tragedies
A half-moon away, way too close to heaven
She had the Iook, but no morality
Sometimes it’s easy to forget only for a moment
But there are nights you regret eternally