The Father's Dream Lyrics

The dark cold basement

In Bukavina

Soldier's boots

Black potatoes

Spring mud

The sound of shhhh

The crack of laughter

In the black wound

Of a soldier's open mouth

The black eye of the gun barrel

Against my blue eye

The dark cold basement in Bukavina

And the eyelid descends

A shroud for the eyeball

And my ears wait

For the crack of the gun

And the whooshhh of my eye

Out of the back of my head

But the only crack

Is the crack of laughter

In the black wound

Of the soldier's open mouth

And the sky breaks into

Yellow storm clouds

Bile vomit mucus blood

The flesh smelling earth sprayed in my face

And once again I am not dead

Like the others who are

The dark cold basement in Bukavina

And the eyelid descends

A shroud for the eyeball

And my ears wait

For the crack of the gun

And the whooshhhh of my eye

Out of the back of my head

But the only crack

Is the crack of laughter

In the black wound of the soldier's open mouth

And the sky breaks into

Yellow storm clouds

Bile vomit mucus blood

The fleshsmelling earth sprayed in my face

And once again I am not dead

Like the others who are

The dark cold basement in Bukavina