Jackson Browne – The Drums Of War
The Bridge – Rosie
The Words That Maketh Murder – PJ Harvey
I’ve seen and done things I want to forget;
I’ve seen soldiers fall like lumps of meat,
Blown and shot out beyond belief.
Arms and legs were in the trees.
I’ve seen and done things I want to forget;
coming from an unearthly place,
Longing to see a woman’s face,
Instead of the words that gather pace,
The words that maketh murder.
These, these, these are the words-
The words that maketh murder.
These, these, these are the words-
The words that maketh murder.
These, these, these are the words-
Murder…
These, these, these are the words-
The words that maketh murder.
I’ve seen and done things I want to forget;
I’ve seen a corporal whose nerves were shot
Climbing behind the fierce, gone sun,
I’ve seen flies swarming everyone,
Soldiers fell like lumps of meat.
These are the words, the words are these.
death lingering, stunk,
Flies swarming everyone,
Over the whole summit peak,
Flesh quivering in the heat.
This was something else again.
I fear it cannot be explained.
The words that make, the words that make
Murder.
What if I take my problem to the United Nations?
Bitter Branches – PJ Harvey
Bitter branches
spreading out.
There’s none more bitter
than the wood.
Into the wide world,
it grows,
twisting under
soldier’s feet,
standing in line
and the damp earth underneath.
Holding up their rifles
high,
holding their young wives
who wave goodbye.
Hold up the clear glass
to look and see
soldiers standing
and the roots twist underneath.
Their young wives with white hands
wave goodbye.
Their arms as bitter branches
spreading into the world.
Wave goodbye,
Wave goodbye
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Jukebox the Ghost – Hold It In
Tori Amos, Mr. Zebra
PJ Harvey – Monkey Gone To Heaven (Pixies Cover)
