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letra de the good in me is dead (2008) - martyn joseph

[verse 1]
i sit at the border, this blanket’s my cover
i wait for my sister, i wait for my mother
and the rain it is falling, but i do not feel it
’cause i cannot feel nothing now any more

[chorus]
you push that lens in my face again, sir
i swear i’ll come there and i’ll break your head
’cause the good in me is dead

[verse 2]
in the hills of prestina, my family worked the land
and the images flow through my ticking mind
and they fall like grains of sand
a month ago they took my father, the village was asleep
they put a russian gun to his temple
and they took him in a land rover jeep
didn’t get his breakfast

[chorus]
so if this is all that’s left now then
there’s just nothing to be said
and the good in me is dead

[verse 3]
and my brother’s in those hills, i saw him lying there
well, his eyes will never see me now and my fingers touched his hair
i just kissed his dirty hair, i held on to that filthy hair
and last night your bombs they came raining and i swear i saw his face
he came running across an open field to me in a safe and a peaceful place
[chorus]
i woke shaking and thinking
about love that’s in this world
and if there is no bigger picture then
this is all obscene, this is absurd
so you can pass me that revolver there
but you should pass me every book i’ve read
pass me fresh cut flowers, sir
but do not ask me what i dread
that the good in me is dead

[verse 1]
i sit at the border, this blanket’s my cover
i must wait for my sister, i wait for my mother
i look for my mother
i must wait for my mother

- martyn joseph

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