“Not In This World (Or The Next One)”, VBR MP3 (avg. 206kbps)
Not In This World (Or The Next One)
I’m a good soldier, I march like they tell me My feet fall in time When I stop moving, I stare at your picture And I trace the lines
Of your eyes and your mouth and your hair As it falls in fractured waves I put you back in my pocket, and I count the days But I am sunburnt and sand-blinded And I’m lost in space I disappear in the whiteness I am erased
Never again, never again, never again Will I laugh at your lies Never again, never again Not in this world or the next one
Wear that gray dress that you wore on the day That we went to the zoo Watching the animals climbing for shelter And I looked for shelter in you
But now I’m surrounded by bullets Screaming like ghosts Of all of these things that I’ve left I think I will miss you the most But if it wasn’t this, it would be something else And I am no longer afraid This is all anyone gets And I am not ashamed
Never again, never again, never again Will I beg at your feet Never again, never again Not in this world or the next one
Never again, never again, never again Will I call you up drunk and afraid Never again, never again, never again Will I break any promise I’ve made
I would like you to forget me My name and my face Lock all the doors of my memory And throw all the keys away
Go out and get drunk and get crazy And start a new life Ghosts have no need for companions And no need for wives
Never again, never again, never again Will I haunt you Never again, never again Not in this world or the next one
Never again, never again, never again Will I haunt you Never again, never again Not in this world or the next one
(This song is dedicated to the memory of Corporal Pat Tillman, whom I never met. I hope he might have liked it.)