Lletres: Teddy Thompson. Frontlines.

Been away a long time
Come home to ruination
Smoke swirls in blue sky
The mourning of a nation

Stick around if I dare
Or move out to the country
But living in the sticks won?t
Save you from what must be

Keep me from the frontlines
I?m no match for them
Cowardice in wartime
Hear my prayers
Amen

Go ahead and see
What happens to me

Keep me from the frontlines
I?m no match for them
Cowardice in wartime
Hear my prayers
Amen