I don't wanna live by the gun
I don't wanna be someone on the other side of the wall
Don't wanna be a stranger in my town
Where the hatred drags you down
Til you can't see love at all
I don't wanna be around
When it all hits the ground
And old ghosts meet on the blood-stained streets
with the bullet holes
And the banshee cries through machine gun fire
It's all I ask
It's all I ask
We're painting ourselves into this corner of the world
Where the wisdom comes in battle drums
When it used to come in pearls
And the moorhen dives from the sam missiles
It's all I ask
It's all I ask
It's all I ask
It's all I ask
I don't wanna live by the gun
I don't wanna be someone on the other side of the wall