The only girl I've ever loved
Was born with roses in her eyes
But then they buried her alive 
One evening 1945
With just her sister at her side 
And only weeks before the guns 
All came and rained on everyone 
Now she's a little boy in Spain 
Playing pianos filled with flames
On empty rings around the sun
All sing to say my dream [bad word] 

But now we must pack up every piece
Of the life we used to love 
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on

And now we ride the circus wheel
With your dark brother wrapped in white
Says it was good to be alive
But now he rides [bad word] #39;s flame 
And won't [bad word] back again
The Earth looks better from a star
That's right above from where you are 
He didn't mean to make you cry 
With sparks that ring and bullets fly 
On empty rings around your heart
The world just screams and falls apart 

But now we must pack up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on

And here's where your mother sleeps
And here is the room where your brothers were born
Indentions in the sheets 
Where their bodies once moved but don't move anymore
And it's so sad to see the world agree 
That they'd rather see their faces fill with flies
All when I'd want to keep white roses in their eyes