Bog People
Jamie Stewart
Why ask?
Why not it goes with this night
So, will it ever stop?
Will it always be this hard?
There will always be a jar of ash
There will always be an unfit mind
There will always be a lonely son
There will always be a humiliated little girl
Why ask?
Is there any reason?
Why ask?
If it'll just let up?
Why ask?
Is there any reason?
Why ask?
If it'll just let up?
Up, up, up, up
There will always be a headless neck
There will always be happiness
There will always be a handless wrist to crush
There will always be a hopeful heart to disrespect
Why ask?
Is there any reason?
Why ask?
If it'll just let up?
Why ask?
Is there any reason?
Why ask?
If it'll just let up?
Up, up, up, up