The Healing
Short back and sides
Dinner plate eyes blown wide
Pigeon chested young man and brother
Steps out of a tomb
Of toxicity and ruin
Spends his money on cheap wine
Hold me, I'm only a moment away
Hold me, I'm only a moment away
The dogs on the street
Sing your pains as the heat
Saps the sweat from your skin
The war is nearly done man
Are you ready for the healing?
Are you ready for the healing?
Shaken by his surname
Succinct
Waiting in the wings, we watched
Your face frozen like the hands of
Clery's Clock, stopped
The war is nearly done
Are you ready for the healing?
I'm Billy no mates
Standing at the school gates
I spy a poster for the French Foreign Legion
Gonna join the ranks with my grandfather's blade
With my beacon and my brush
New tattoo and my limp
Oh, Julianne, with your eyes of opals
The heirs spat at you, just for being open
A bastion of youth in a world that's
Ripped right open
Softly spoken Youth Brigade
Hold me, I'm only a moment away
Hold me, I'm only a moment away
Hold me, I'm only a moment away
The man on the street
Lets the air at his feet
Somebody dies, a child gets born
The war is nearly done man
Are you ready for the healing?
Are you ready for the healing?
(Hold me, I'm only a moment away)
(Hold me, I'm only a moment away)
(Hold me, I'm only a moment away)
(Hold me, I'm only a moment away)
Dinner plate eyes blown wide
Pigeon chested young man and brother
Steps out of a tomb
Of toxicity and ruin
Spends his money on cheap wine
Hold me, I'm only a moment away
Hold me, I'm only a moment away
The dogs on the street
Sing your pains as the heat
Saps the sweat from your skin
The war is nearly done man
Are you ready for the healing?
Are you ready for the healing?
Shaken by his surname
Succinct
Waiting in the wings, we watched
Your face frozen like the hands of
Clery's Clock, stopped
The war is nearly done
Are you ready for the healing?
I'm Billy no mates
Standing at the school gates
I spy a poster for the French Foreign Legion
Gonna join the ranks with my grandfather's blade
With my beacon and my brush
New tattoo and my limp
Oh, Julianne, with your eyes of opals
The heirs spat at you, just for being open
A bastion of youth in a world that's
Ripped right open
Softly spoken Youth Brigade
Hold me, I'm only a moment away
Hold me, I'm only a moment away
Hold me, I'm only a moment away
The man on the street
Lets the air at his feet
Somebody dies, a child gets born
The war is nearly done man
Are you ready for the healing?
Are you ready for the healing?
(Hold me, I'm only a moment away)
(Hold me, I'm only a moment away)
(Hold me, I'm only a moment away)
(Hold me, I'm only a moment away)
Credits
Writer(s): David Keenan
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