Listen hell is freezing over Walk on solid water Put on your party shoes
I am the lonely soldier,homesick In a war that can’t be won And getting angry If you’re all done dying Can we get to dance?
I just began to stop resisting No lack of resignation The wheel turns also for the better And the poet has my soul and He may take it naked And send my ass a picture If you’re all done dying can we get to dance?
Let the moment be your throne And sit there naked on it,write your heart a letter If you’re all done dying Can we get to dance?
