Lyrics
Hear the wind cry, hear it moan Across them fields we used to roam Memories prowl around my head See my friends march toward death Watch them drop one by one Fade away, then they're gone Eyes go black, senses dull On my own, all alone, yeah They're not coming back They're not coming home I saw them rise, I watched them fall They're not coming back No Loaded rifle upon my hill Calloused hands, from holes I fill I'm growing old, left to rot Why won't someone make it stop I remember, I recall All their faces, all their songs But now it's quiet, quiet as a grave No more voices, there's nothing left to say They're not coming back They're not coming home I saw them rise, I watched them fall They're not coming back No! When will you take me? Dear God! When will you break me? Hear me! When will you take me? Fucking! When will you break me? Take me! When will you take me? Hey God! When will you break me? Hear me! When will you take me? Fuck you! Why do you hate me? Take me! They're not coming back They're not coming home I saw them rise, I watched them fall They're not coming back No