• 标题:Good Soldier
  • 歌手:Flobots
  • 专辑:Survival Story
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    Flobots - Good Soldier


    Today, You don't have to be a soldier
    Don't have to be a soldier, stand down
    It's okay to be as you were
    Be as you were again.

    Is it a scheme? Is it a Vision?
    Is it a dream? Is it a nightmare?
    Or is it a competition?
    And if it is, what if we don't fight fair?
    What's bald in the morning but in the evening has white hairs?
    What's the cause of global warming and could it be
    these things right here?
    I've got an idea that might not reach anyone for another light year
    Got a hit list and a cloud of witnesses which is pricier
    My tears are mightier than my fears

    So mighty Earth provides me hurt that I keep buried
    until I convert it to writing
    I was wounded
    I was injured
    I was made to move to Denver
    I was taken through a new adventure
    Paint stripped from it's first fixture
    I was placed in another picture
    I was rushed to a new landscape

    And ripped away from family scraped into a politicians mistake
    And what's left of talents in chests beneath oceans
    Welled up behind eyelids has yet to be salvaged
    A world of emotions
    A guess that it might be okay
    That it could be all right if expressed today

    Am I a woman raised man-machine
    Damaging everything I touch by not caring enough
    Or too much
    Am I far flung fantasy
    Setting free enmity
    And making friends from enemies
    And bridges for the in-between's

    For the highwayman on a low road
    The tired back with a large load
    The trials spanned till I found hope
    And I found more
    When I slo mo'ed
    Enough of the back to face front
    Let those in the pack of the race run
    I'm needing an evener pace one too hasty
    Makes mistakes
    Can you carry a song
    As strong as your arms can bear
    That you keep from harm
    And it will be there
    When you go wrong
    Make a heart from your bond
    Your treasure is right here

    And what's left of talents in chests beneath oceans
    Welled up behind eyelids has yet to be salvaged
    A world of emotions
    A guess that it might be okay
    That it could be all right if expressed today