[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

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