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Ben Folds Five - Missing The War Ben Folds Five - Missing The War |
| All is quiet, his tired eyes
See figures shining down,
and clothes all strewn around bedroom floor.
Now nothings adding up,
and nothings making sense.
She's sleeping like baby,
she doesn't know it wasn't meant for this.
I'm missing the war,
missing the war all night,
missing the war.
I'm missing the war.
[* He drove home
Pissed and beaten
It's really no big deal
It happens all the time,
It's no big deal
I'm missing the war
Missing the war all night
Missing the war
I'm missing the war
'Til beads of sunlight hit me in the morning ]
Time may fly, and dreams may die.
The shaking voice that tell's him go
Still thinks he might,
He knows he won't
I'm missing the war,
missing the war all night,
missing the war.
I'm missing the war.
'till beads of sunlight hit me in the morning,
and I'll forget.
So much time,
so little to say.
Missing the war.
I'm missing the war. |
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