Rifles Songtext
von Alin Coen

You put the rifles down
But in your ears there′s still that swishing sound
And you feel lost somehow
Where is the peace for you that they have found?

The road is barred
And you've been scarred
They′ve found agreements now
Your politicians say it's over now
You've got your field to plough
You′ve got your family so walk home again


Who′s got the nerves
That you deserve?
You've had enough of that lame conversation
Where they ask you if you died for your nation
It′s all been settled now
It's back to work, back to a normal day
And you won′t make a row
You wouldn't want to give yourself away

True it hurts
You prove your worth
You′ve had enough of that lame lamentation
They wanted your life for the sake of your nation

Recovery is slow and you can't carry the weight
Of being a victim of your system, your state

They put the rifles down
But in your ears there's still that swishing sound
And you feel lost somehow
Where is the peace for you that they have found?