The War Song Songtext
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Dearest Mr. Staley,
I know that it is raining where you're at.
But, the world is way too busy to notice all the small things, to notice you're not back with me.
And, in this state of big lights where happiness is a lost fight, where activists roam the streets.
I will wait for you, and they will bring you back to me.
I will wait for you, until the days turn into weeks.
Until the days turn into weeks.
Dearest Mr. Staley,
It's a cold damn war, there are families who long to be at peace.
But, Mr. Staley what I need is you here with me.
It's been 7 long months since I've seen your voice in ink, and it's killing me.
I will wait for you, and they will bring you back to me.
I will wait for you, until the days turn into weeks.
Until the days turn into weeks.
Dearest Mr. Staley,
Your hands they are, so cold.
Your vital signs are nowhere to be found or told.
But your heart just skipped a beat, because you weren't right here with me.
Mr. Staley...
It's a cold year. There are children on the streets.
I know that it is raining where you're at.
But, the world is way too busy to notice all the small things, to notice you're not back with me.
And, in this state of big lights where happiness is a lost fight, where activists roam the streets.
I will wait for you, and they will bring you back to me.
I will wait for you, until the days turn into weeks.
Until the days turn into weeks.
Dearest Mr. Staley,
It's a cold damn war, there are families who long to be at peace.
But, Mr. Staley what I need is you here with me.
It's been 7 long months since I've seen your voice in ink, and it's killing me.
I will wait for you, and they will bring you back to me.
I will wait for you, until the days turn into weeks.
Until the days turn into weeks.
Dearest Mr. Staley,
Your hands they are, so cold.
Your vital signs are nowhere to be found or told.
But your heart just skipped a beat, because you weren't right here with me.
Mr. Staley...
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