In Best of War & Love 2004.2007


The Moon, The Stars, And The Blood On The Gravel

Eric Vain
Eric Vain


We watch the cities burn first. Then comes the country flame
We see all flags rising but they no longer state their fame
We feel the ground trembling mad and hear a loud trumpet play
Some say it’s Jesus Christ and some say it’s just the rain  

Well hallelujah  

We smell the rotting hole where we once toasted champagne
We yell the common call. “I saw another dead angel today.”
We hear the thunders moan and we hear its belly ache
Some say it’s God himself. Some say it’s just his pain  

Well hallelujah