Lyrics Life After Wartime - The Nursery

Life After Wartime

I lie awake
Sleepless eyes in rare cacophony
Oh this city shakes
My friends screaming out in perfect harmony
Hold on, pinch me hard enough
It’s not a dream I’ve seemed to survive
We’re growing up while it’s blowing up
The stench of honey in life after wartime
Aeroplanes
Tear up the evening sky and shred the last of the stars
Hold on, pinch me hard enough
It’s not a dream I’ve seemed to survive
We’re growing up while it’s blowing up
Paradise in life after wartime
A garden full of corpses
In a bed of roses
Bend towards the light
To feed their appetite
Humor has it’s ways
Of coping with the days
I laugh until I bleed
And think why can’t this be
Somebody else’s life
But me