Carry the Fallen

歌詞

On the fourth day of November In the year of the storm She gave her one way ticket to the man And got on board On an empty seat next to her a newspaper Headline read Stray round, crowded market Shopkeepers, children While the men in high office line the pockets of their own Flag draped coffins carry the fallen home Her money ran low she worked the floor At the last stop restaurant Where she met a young man just Back from the war front He told her of the things he'd seen and done While over there He said I'll never be the same except maybe my name And I live the nightmare While the men in high office line the pockets of their own Flag draped coffins carry the fallen home She told him how her father had gone off and Said I'll be home soon How she laid awake in the night and prayed Until she got the news Twenty one guns don't help you none When your world has been shattered He was the man such a tender man Tell me what could be sadder While the men in high office line the pockets of their own Flag draped coffins carry young fallen home