Two Years Old

I lost my British soul
 Pulling out the corpse
 Sheltering in the trenches again
 Crying for remorse
 I laid my arms down
 Walked away in a trance
 There's parts of me laid out
 All over France
 So I took my last waltz
 Got caught up on the wire
 Wrote a letter for my love, for my love
 As I hid from the fire
 An old soldier carried me
 Away to the coast
 Bathed my wounds in the sea
 I'm in the hands of a ghost
 I'm in the hands of a ghost
 And so their boats came on in
 And I tried to run away
 And I got taken down by the throat
 In the burning light of day
 And I was sent down by the iron punch
 So broken and alone
 I left my blood on the beach
 For the tide to take me home
 To take me home now
 See my girl she gave up
 She had taken me for dead
 She forgot all her promises
 And everything she said
 And I'm living in the darkest dream
 I rose up in the cold
 And this scar that I wear outside
 It's two years old
 And this scar that I wear outside
 It's two years old, it's two years old
 And living by the past
 And living by the mile
 I took the same walk down
 That I did as a child
 The flags flew full mast
 Unaware of the fade
 No one saw me walk down
 At my very own parade
 At my very own parade
 So watching my thoughts turn into dust
 'Cause I headed for the mount
 I strayed off the path
 I'm waiting for the count
 The shook those steel clad gates
 And filled me up with cold
 And this scar that I wear inside
 Is more than two years old
 And these scars that I wear inside
 Is more than two years old
 Is more, is more, is more
 And these scars that I wear inside
 Is more than two years old
 And it's more, and it's more than two years old