In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Bloody legs and bloody hands
Bloody necks and bloody heads
A smell of sulphur lays over me
A smell of mould also too
What I see, I know it's true
A battlefield, strewed with dead bodies
Awful sight, please give me peace
Deliver me from evil's work
Is it a dream or is it real
Is it illusion or reality
I'm a man
Not an armed murderer
I must leave this state of terror
I must run far, far away
Please hear my call, I must leave now
I tell no lies that's not a joke
Back from the war
Lay down to the ground
Back from the war
Lay down to the grount
You don't believe, so march to fight
You're gonna die like the other men
I'm a man
Not a devil's soldier
I'm a man
Not an armed murderer
I must leave this state of terror
I must run far, far away
Please let us live, live without war
Please keep the peace, the peace of the world
Bloody necks and bloody heads
A smell of sulphur lays over me
A smell of mould also too
What I see, I know it's true
A battlefield, strewed with dead bodies
Awful sight, please give me peace
Deliver me from evil's work
Is it a dream or is it real
Is it illusion or reality
I'm a man
Not an armed murderer
I must leave this state of terror
I must run far, far away
Please hear my call, I must leave now
I tell no lies that's not a joke
Back from the war
Lay down to the ground
Back from the war
Lay down to the grount
You don't believe, so march to fight
You're gonna die like the other men
I'm a man
Not a devil's soldier
I'm a man
Not an armed murderer
I must leave this state of terror
I must run far, far away
Please let us live, live without war
Please keep the peace, the peace of the world
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