I don't wanna live by the gun I don't wanna be someone on the other side of the wall Don't wanna be a stranger in my town Where the hatred drags you down Til you can't see love at all I don't wanna be around When it all hits the ground And old ghosts meet on the blood-stained streets with the bullet holes And the banshee cries through machine gun fire It's all I ask It's all I ask We're painting ourselves into this corner of the world Where the wisdom comes in battle drums When it used to come in pearls And the moorhen dives from the sam missiles It's all I ask It's all I ask It's all I ask It's all I ask I don't wanna live by the gun I don't wanna be someone on the other side of the wall
