Lyrics

[Part 1] [Verse 1] Jesus, Jesus, what's it all about? Trying to clout these little ingrates into shape When I was their age, all the lights went out There was no time to whine and mope about [Verse 2] And even now, part of me flies Over Dresden at angel's one five Though they'll never fathom it behind my sarcasm Desperate memories lie [Verse 3] Sweetheart, sweetheart, are you fast asleep? (Good) 'Cause that's the only time that I can really speak to you And there is something that I've locked away A memory that is too painful to withstand the light of day [Verse 4] When we came back from the war The banners and flags hung on everyone's door We danced and we sang in the street And the church bells rang [Outro] But the burning in my heart The memory smolders on Of the gunner's dying words On the intercom [Part 2] [Verse 1] Jesus Christ, I might as well be dead I can't see how dangerous it must feel to me Training human cogs for the machine Without some shell-shocked lunatic like me [Verse 2] Bombarding their still soft shells With sticks and stones that were lying around In the pile of unspeakable Feelings I'd found [Outro] When I turned back the stone Turned over the stone Of my own disappointment Back home