Lyrics Red Harvest - In The Nursery

Red Harvest

But what I had seen was nothing
To what I would hear and what I could feel
His reputation went in front of him
Carrying a red flag
I couldn’t be certain of his bowed head
Or even what he had meant it to be
But at first glance he had said
It’s not easy fighting the twentieth century
I wanted to wash more than anything
You fool yourselves you are writers
You fool yourselves you are tellers of tales
I take apart what you put together
I stood somewhere between
The passing of the deed
And his dreadful motion
He stood as only a dead man could