Lyrics

Walls are coming down on the old front, didn?t know. War is still around, only closer to my shore. Is this the way it?s supposed to be? I?ve got these lines drawn in front of me. Lay my body here, final resting place for coal. Let the embers sear, and start filling in the hole. And it?s hard knowing your world, while knowing your world is not only yours. All ears to the ground, a terrible sound is calling all.