Here I stand like a soldier, home from war With nothing to do but remember the shudder of bombs I’m sure it never quite goes away Never quite goes away Here I sit like a beginner, beginning again All those fuck-ups counted for nothing, ‘cause nothing makes sense And I am never quite fully awake And never completely asleep I’m walking around like a soldier home from war Lost in a foreign landscape I used to know And will I ever feel like I belong? Will I ever feel like I belong anywhere? Here I lie like a lover who isn’t in love Who stares at cracks in the ceiling 6 feet above
And he knows just how it feels The buckle beneath the weight There is only so much he can take Only so much he can take And I might never be normal again He might never be normal again But who cares? Now I’m standing, dishevelled, at your door Covered in dust and dirt, but filled with hope And we might never be normal again We might never be normal again But who cares? I ask, who cares?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
