Flags - Sons and Daughters

I know

You are

Another planet miles apart

Is it a question of things

You really should have cared about?

You took a drive, Countries called

More than your friends did, they watched you fall

And now you’ve pulled the wires right from the wall

Flags

Don’t ask me how he’s doing

He’s doing fine

Set it straight

So there is no road left, only water

Spent your time hopelessly alone

It’s no real price to pay anyway

Your first letter came, Stressing lines

Against the whitening page

Trauma type, Saturation stains

Flags

He went from riches

To rags

Oh where are my friends?

I’m a burden to their hallowed sense

When I felt my head came to an end

I made promises, promises never kept

Your head at night

So many thoughts fought for the finish line

When there’s no beginning

Before you’re running out of time

So hard, to ignore.

on my mind from beach to trestle door

I’m thinking of you, flat out cold beneath the starboard floor