Soldier Lyrics

I take my time

I am the boon of a sound nation

My spirit whines

It feeds my arms as they carry on

And the past calls

And the past calls

I hide my fear

I take her hand in a quiet hour

And tell my stories

To sots and fools who done drown their pain

And the past calls

And the past calls around

Only to hold you in my mind

I cannot be the soldier all the time

Only to hold you in my mind

I cannot be the soldier all the time

And the cannon lights

And the halls all shivering

And a fool inside

And the bands all blasting stone

'Cause I'm a poor boy

And I'm better on my knees

And I'll bite the sound

Of a brother's injury

And the rain of fire

And the broken tambourines

And the heat of lies

Will deface the ivory

And I will not stand

Like a puppet with a mark

No I will not stand

For a terror in the dark

And the past calls

And the past calls

And the past calls

And the past calls around

Only to hold you in my mind

I cannot be the soldier all the time

Only to hold you in my mind

I cannot be the soldier all the time

Only to hold you in my mind

I cannot be the soldier all the time

Only to hold you in my mind

I cannot be the soldier all the time