This Means War - Shovels & Rope

Well, I had an awful dream

Laid your bones by a shallow stream

I carved your name in a willow tree

I beat the ground

Water clear and sun a-bright

I let the tears alone to dry

I raised my arms up to the sky

And challenged god

He had no pros, he had no right

To take my dove, my little light

Half of my soul, half of my sight

My beatin' heart, my precious wife

Have you no answers?

I’ll follow you no more

I’m on my own

This means war

When I awoke, when I came to

My whole perspective was brand new

I made a vow, and I keep it true

Hold very close what’s given you

Keep very close what’s given to you