[00:33.32]Jesus, Jesus, what's it all about?
[00:41.29]Trying a clout these little ingrates into shape
[00:49.19]When I was their age all the lights went out
[00:59.51]There was no time to whine and mope about
[01:06.40]And even now part of me flies
[01:09.40]Over dresden at Angels one five
[01:13.60]Though they'll never fathom it behind my sarcasm
[01:17.84]Desperate memories lie
[01:23.62]Sweetheart, sweetheart are you fast asleep? Good
[01:31.97]That's the only time that I can really speak to you
[01:39.92]And there is something that I've locked away
[01:46.68]A memory that is too painful to withstand the light of day
[01:57.09]And when we came back from the war
[02:00.08]The banners and flags hung on everyone's door
[02:04.34]We danced and we sang in the street
[02:06.92]And the church bells rang
[02:14.32]But burning in my heart
[02:20.28]The memory smolders on
[02:26.09]Of the gunners dying words
[02:32.18]On the intercom