Lyrics A Bed Eternally Empty and Red - Jestamang

One, two, three, four

Truth be told
When I was young
My father taught me
Of war

Long before school had
Taught me a stolen grad
Of Normandy in the
Early August of '45

Then it was 2005
The fear of sea was still alive
And I was terrified of the bombing coming here
My father told me I have nothing to fear

There will never be an invasion
Of the United States Nation
There will never be a war
On the United States soil

Except the Civil War
Pearl Harbor
L.A.
Boston

The statement then reminded me
Of the haunted memories
Of the unsinkable Titanic
Rotting there at the bottom
Of the Atlantic

There's been a war
On the United States soil for years

They're fighting in the streets
It sounds a lot like war to me
The older I get

The more it feels like we won't get old
Like so many others who won't get old

Then it was 2005
The fear of sea was still alive
And I was the same age as her sister
When she died