Postcards From Home Songtext
von Strike Anywhere

If you could see in the dark
The hallway′s old lights flicker
Strobe light shows of gurneys, silver and rust
Refrigeration stalled
When the fuse box blew
The medicine needed to save you

Holding tight to a weapon
In the place of a toy or your mother's hand
White diamonds, red earth
It′s slavery, understand
Holding tight to a weapon
In the place of a toy or your mother's hand
White diamonds, red earth
It's slavery, understand


So home now is the place
Between right and this
The blast still sings, the bullets blaze, the target missed
Atrocity calmly
In your narcotic bliss
This last harvest of our innocence

Holding tight to a weapon
In the place of a toy or your mother′s hand
White diamonds, red earth
It′s slavery, understand
Holding tight to a weapon
In the place of a toy or your mother's hand
White diamonds, red earth
It′s slavery, understand

Postcards, post colonies, post kingdoms
Progress twisted
From sea to sea
Postcards from post colonies, post kingdoms
Progress twisted
For you and me


Postcards from post colonies, post kingdoms
Progress twisted
From sea to sea
Postcards from post colonies, post kingdoms
Progress twisted
For you and me, you and me

Well, you can't walk away, this light will follow you
But you can′t walk away because you're so conditioned (like me!)
You can′t walk away, this night will follow you
And you can't walk away 'cause this is home
This is home
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