Bible Dreams - The Wild Swans

I loved the world when we were poor

When winter banged on summer’s door

When pain was April rain upon my skin

I sheltered as each friend was tamed

And shackled by the waiting game

Now life has left a stain upon my skin

Soldier boy, soldier on

Your eyes are cold and the spark is gone

My blackest days were bandaged white

I’ve prayed upon my darkest night

And bible dreams the lives of former whores

I slept beside this angry calm

Kept faith alive and far from harm

Torn I’ve lived I’ll die a boy stillborn

Soldier boy, soldier on

Your eyes are cold and the spark is gone

They’ve chosen you to bear the stain

For god has left this world bereft

And the scars remain

The scars remain