Morning Works 歌词

Lie and wait There's no way out from the lands of the lost Lie still in quiet while the morning is working to bring a day of fear to the sons of war Sit and listen To the other side of border where words so same are told And the morning can only bring them another day of fear They are blessed by the same god And the morning is working to reveal what last night's smoke holds back As for the few who hold the will and means How do they speak What are the words they say to make mothers and fathers turn loved ones into mass of sleepwalkers droning by over the line Too far over the line The morning can only bring them another day of fear All blessed by the same god if such even exists here While the morning is working to reveal what last night's smoke holds back And look at all this torn city has denied These sons of war, so threatened and lied Where mere loneliness, even in this mess, can when it wishes, take a man by the blind gut, and toss his own wrong-doings back at his face A song breaks out in the cold Mother war Hear our windless breathing Mother war Soothing cries with fear Mother war Our tears drained by loss Mother war Far over the line