Far Better Thing

In the whitewashed cancer ward
With my hot blood running wild
I see the pain behind your eyes
And the search for reason
And the knowing and the fear
Of the passing season now

Please give me strength to cut
And to keep our secret
Please give me strength to cut

That the things we love
May remain here still
There is time to wait
And there is time to kill

I see your outstretched hands
Through the closing door
But it's a far better thing I do than I have done before

And so it seems that murder's not so hard
I've eaten flesh and blood each day
And if I believe the things I write
Through the passing season
Then with a rifle in my hand
And with a thousand reasons I'll wait
Far above the crowd
In the summer sunshine
And history changes now forever

That the things we love
May remain here still
There is time to wait
And there is time to kill

From this barren land
Come the seeds of war
So it's a far better thing I do than I have done before
Yeah, it's a far better thing I do than I have done before

So that the things we love
May remain here still
There is time to wait
And there is time to kill

I see your outstretched arms
Through the closing door
But it's a far better thing I do than I have done before
So it's a far better thing I do than I have done before