Lay down your gun
Seems that war is over
And the hapless rover
Can have some rest
Put on your coat
‘Cause the air is chilly
It’s October, Billy
Dripping on the ground
Make no mistake
‘Twas a painful lesson
And either Smith or Wesson
Couldn’t sort it out
Why would you want
To carry on a mission
The hopeless expedition
Into the shade
Whispering a prayer, uttering a moan
Wrong was the key or maybe not
Still no one took up my melody
Trying to lean on someone’s advice
Hundreds of tongues invade my ears
All of them incomprehensible
Down at the heels
We have known the hardships
Like the first-built starships
Treading in space
Do you recall
The delight of battle
Vaporizing kettle
Warming cracked hands
Now that you’re gone
I’m feeling so bewildered
No longer able to heal it
No longer fit
Where was my heart
Is now an empty socket
A largely pointless pocket
For dribs and drabs
Whispering a prayer, uttering a moan
Wrong was the key or maybe not
Still no one took up my melody
Trying to lean on someone’s advice
Hundreds of tongues invade my ears
All of them incomprehensible
