Текст песни Fear of the Civil War - Darren Hanlon

There's bayonets and bones and these Virginian cobble stones
All buried 'neath the shadows of your mind
Now a shopping mall is found built on that bloody battleground
And I always see it open on my way home
Signs that advertise free salvation are the very ones who take your soul away
But there's you and me and one hundred and three
Reasons to leave those troubled days behind
I can empathize myself I know it can be overwhelming
History's rubbed it's grubby hands on everything
There's the dates and piles of embers someone's bothered to remember
It's the secrets that weren't written down that haunt you
Your saying that ghosts they really do walk among us
And these must be the angriest of all
But there's you and me and one hundred and three
Reasons to leave those troubled days behind

There's a deer head that's mounted in the K-Mart
It was donated when they closed the Five And Dine
With antlers like strikes of lightning frozen in time
We're always worried when you're gone
You said you'd spaced out on the lawn
Counting columns of the Antebellum homes
When you woke up in Athens Greece
You were surrounded by police
Who picked you up and lovingly carried you back home
To dredge your dreamy four flashes of meaning
It's like running along side a moving train
But there's you and me and one hundred and three reasons
To leave those troubled days behind
Yeah there's you and me eighten sixty three
Watching the proclamation being signed