Horace Pinker - Still Life lyrics

stop in between the lies this is one you never will complete

don't you want that old trusty forty-five to fire

you've been turned outside so ironic that it never happened

transferred base to base wasn't brought out in the war

made you learn to hide

want to go and die

turn over shelved and locked away

still life falling down

stop your memories don't you want that old trusty forty-five to fire

in the face of all that you wanted and desired

those details all remain so flawlessly retold

stories fifty-five years old never leave