Damien Rice - Lonely Soldier (acoustic) (feat. Christy Moore) Lyrics
Lonely Soldier go home,Lonely, but never alone..Good eyes, see nothing to shootGood feet, feel good, givin' up good bootsAsk your father how'd you fallAsk your father how'd you fallLike a leaf, sitting on the groundGood for nothing, except kicking around..She died with her hand stretched outShe died with a hungry mouthShe died with her mind full of doubtand thought of weakening..And so may your river never dryMay your mouth never lieMay you be satisfied to never know whySometimes, someone just wants to die...Where did you get those cuts on your hand?I thought I told you bout playin in the sandThere's always someone careless with glassThere's always questions no one won't askShe died with her hand stretched outShe died with a hungry mouthShe died with her mind full of doubtand thought of weakening..May your river never dryMay your mouth never lieMay you be satisfied to never know whySometimes, someone just wants to die...So Lonely Soldier go home,Lonely, but never alone..Good eyes, see nothing to shootGood feet, feel good, givin' up good boots