Ditches - Children 18:3

Come back to anywhere

Neither here nor there

When I thought I’d never find you

There’s an awful strain

But I don’t want to complain

It’s really not that bad

But when everyone’s asleep

I’ll be down in the ditches

Fighting my own war

Back on the benches

To settle that old score

But I don’t want to talk about myself anymore

I’m closing the door

I’m closing the door

With every piece and part

I played the end from the start

Even daylight won’t be waiting

There can be no doubt

When the lights go out

So we’ll settle this right now

Still, when everyone’s asleep

I’ll be down in the ditches

Fighting my own war

Back on the benches

To settle that old score

But I don’t want to talk about myself anymore

I’m closing the door

I’m closing the door

Sail with me forever

Will you

Stand across me door

Sail with me together would you

I’m just tired

I’m so tired

Hands dance slowly over the ivory

Sinking, falling, under the notes

No one needs to fight alone

I’m just tired

I’m so tired