Far Better Thing Lyrics

Ch:
But the things we love
They remain here still
There is time to waste
And there is time to kill
I see your outstretched hand
Through the closing door
But it's a far better thing I do
Than I have done before

In the white washed cancer ward
With my hot blood running wild
I see the pain behind your eyes
And the search for a reason
And the knowing and the fear
Of the passing season
Now please give me strength to cope
And to keep our secret
Please give me strange to cope

Ch

So it seems that murder's not so hard
I've eaten flesh and blood each day
And if I believe the things I write
Through the passing season
Then with a rifle in my hand
And with a thousand reasons
I'll wait far above the crowd
In the summer sunshine
And history changes now forever

Ch

From this barren land
Come the seeds of war
So it's a far better thing that I do
Than I have done before