Message from the Battle ZoneLyrics by Brent HoadA thousand miles of ocean between us now my friend If anyone could build a bridge they'd never reach the end A hundred thousand sails couldn't get you in time Those deep and icy waters would not ease your bitter mind It's a sorry bit of history I'll try to soldier on We met up with some prisoners their rum was halfway gone We traded lies and tales of home and letters from both sides I hope you change the world someday and think of me sometime A message from the battle zone it just might be the last In case the big one hits us I'll tell my story fast Just do the job you have to do before they call you home And pay up with your flesh 'n blood and bone We like our heroes simple we like our leaders dumb So every man can understand how dirty deals are done They choke on lies that linger and curl around their thumb ‘Til the hooks are sinkin' in while they quickly bite their tongue A message from the battle zone it just might be the last In case the big one hits us I'll tell my story fast Just do the job you have to do before they call you home And pay up with your flesh 'n blood and bone I dreamed I saw the ocean spread out from sky to sky And seven ships they came for us and hung us out to dry They gave us each a medal and told us we were tough But the ones who really saw it all don't talk about it much A message from the battle zone it just might be the last In case the big one hits us I'll tell my story fast Just do the job you have to do before they call you home And pay up with your flesh 'n blood and bone © 2002 - The Elders Close This Window |