I miss you like I miss the war
I miss you like I miss the war
The big guns are gone
The big guns are gone
And I
I'm going home
I'm going home
I miss you
I miss the way you talk
The streetlights draped with castoff tape
The sidewalks groaning under hollow shapes
And I
I miss the war
I miss the war
Where
Tell me where
A bullet with its cross to bear
A seed that wanders everywhere
A one-armed man with his soldier stare
A woman with white rings in her hair
Can follow a road of disrepair
To find a new home
A new home to live in
A new home to live in
I miss you like I miss the war
I miss you like I miss the war
The pull of birth
The pull of joy
A blue-black bird on a field destroyed
Crying like a little boy
I miss the war
I miss the war
Like I miss the war
Like I miss the war
I miss the war like I miss the war