Last Words To A Refugee

Oh my dear what more can we do? I feel so helpless, don’t you? This whole place began to self destruct Long before we ever showed up I can hold them off for a small while Give your head start a few more miles But once I go down you’re on your own Don’t stop till you get back home And give my love to everyone there Tell them we were right all along How the music carried soft in the air Till the sword suffocated the song Down in the diving bell, drowning in the wishing well I’m still on the fence but I know you’ll never believe it if I don’t make it So I might as well Don’t be a stranger don’t forget to write Nobody does but I hope you’ll try All the empty mines and blown out hills Only stood at last to forge our will One fine day I’m gonna wake up when What’s lost came back again And life will still be what it always was–– A drunk dance to the next gold rush I’d need another lifetime baby, I’d need another voice to be sure To get to all the things that need saying, is this the way things always were? Down in the diving bell, drowning in the wishing well I’m still on the fence but I know you’ll never believe it if I don’t make it So I might as well