Soldier, soldier
Won’t you marry me?
With your musket fife and drum
O no sweet maid I cannot marry you
For I have a love of my own
Waking, waking in the living room
Beautiful hopelessness
Eyes to, eyes up to the ceiling and
We’re tired of restlessness
It’s not close to calming down
But I’m sticking around
Quiet, quiet in the room again
And you reach to hold my hand
Smiling, smiling through the hurt again
But I don’t care what life has planned
Cause this will calm down in the end
And you’ll always be my best friend
And we speak volumes but we don’t makе a sound
We can’t keep living in this hole in the ground
Lost thеn found
We’re not close to calming down
But I’m sticking around
Cause one day this will end
My best friend
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