Patrick Park Bullets By The Door
Please don't fall
Oh me, oh Lord
In a fist of fire ash and stone
'Cause as the whole world sleeps
On gold and silver sheets
I'm picking up my bombs to make it known
To anyone who stands
Ten times taler than a man
With winter teeth and snarl that block the road
Soon you're gonna fall
By the hands of big and small
We'll sing it loud and you will know
You better try to lift your head up to the stars
When you leave this earth with too many scars
Try to lift your head up to the stars
When you leave this earth with too many scars
To anyone who knows
What's in hearts and what's in bones
They'll break or wear aware you can be sure
We don't alawys fight
For God, or truth or right
But I still keep my bullets by the door
You better try to lift your head up to the stars
When you leave this earth with too many scars
Try to lift your head up to the stars
When you leave this earth with too many scars.
