A beautiful day when it’s over
Clouds high up in the sky,
A beautiful day when it’s over,
Nobody will bury me.
In this wicked world, I live the war,
In this wicked world, I go to war,
Here’s my good life, the best I ever have,
How did I get here.
Beautiful yard, trees up against the sky,
There is an empty opening,
They only live for one summer,
This world is too good for me.
In this wicked world, I live the war,
In this wicked world, I go to war,
Here’s my good life, the best I ever have,
How did I get here.
In this wicked world, I live the war,
In this wicked world, I go to war,
Here’s my good life, the best I ever have,
How did I get here.