Ben's Imaginary Band Nostalgia In Retrospect
If you're lying, lying down
down beneath the angels with their golden crowns
sunny days, rays of sun
the night is only one
lonely one and only some agree
A river bent into the sky
reflected on those who'll die
An ancient war between heart and soul
and those who've grown have grown too old
Bloody hands you're overworked
disliked and you hurt
If you could find a way home
if you could have been alone
If you could have been unknown would you
if you would see yourself
If you're lying, lying down
down beneath the devil with her golden hounds
dark nights and moon rises
Don't like it, don't let them
don't make them to fight then
Broken bones and tired eyes
painful looks and mournful cries
If you could find a way home
if you could be an unknown
If you could have been alone would you
or you would sell yourself
Bloody hands you're overworked
disliked and you hurt
If you could find a way home
if you could have been alone
If you could be an unknown would you
if you were to see yourself
