Ben Folds
Missing the War - Live at Royal Albert Hall, London, UK - December 1999
[Verse 1]
All is quiet
His tired eyes
See figures jotted down
And clothes all strewn around the bedroom floor
Now nothing's adding up
And nothing's making sense
She's sleeping like a baby
She doesn't know he wasn't meant for this
[Chorus]
I'm missing the war
I'm missing the war all night now
I'm missing the war
I'm missing the war
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
[Verse 2]
He drove home again, pissed and beaten
It's really no big deal
It happens all the time, it's no big deal
[Chorus]
I'm missing the war
I'm missing the war, all night now
I'm missing the war
I'm missing the war
[Bridge]
'Til beads of sunlight hit me in the morning
So much time, so little to say
[Verse 3]
Time may fly
And dreams may die
The shaking voice that tells him "go"
Still thinks he might; he knows he won't
[Chorus]
I'm missing the war
I'm missing the war all night now
I'm missing the war
I'm missing the war
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
I'm missing the war
I'm missing the war