Gathering (The). The West Pole. You Promised Me A Symphony. Zeneszám

It is 1 P.M.
School bell's ringing
My heart beats fast
I better get on running
She shouldn't be alone
I should have been at home

Your guns, your lies, your cigarettes, your war
She kept us safe

Our hearts were filled with fear
Your prints left messy stains
But who was there to clear?

She shouldn't be alone
I should have been at home

My hope, my faith, your ignorance, your loss