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