Because Of The Blood

I made you a flag out of leaves and grass
I made you a map out of blood and glass
We were young and we still are
We were cold and it was dark
The tide came early one night erased our names
From the sand, alright, our hands were black
From putting out the fire
Talked about war through cans and wire
In our neighborhood the houses were old
The trees were young and the summer sea was cold
Because of the blood
I wash my face in the mud
Now I’m someone new
Now I don’t look like you
I stood by the trees that had no leaves
Let the snow seep into me I was lonely but that’s the way it was
Supposed to be That’s the way you could feel
Our hands were black from putting out the fire
Talked about you
Through cans and wire
Through cans and wire
I pull your hair in the kitchen where
The night was a blur and we were never bored
Because of the blood
I wash my face in the mud
Now I’m someone new
Now I don’t look like you