The Living Dead
Nicolas Julliard
Say goodbye to friends and population
You won't see them in a while
Kiss your lover an everlasting farewell
You won't do it in a while
And though I know you won't be missing long
I hate to see you go away
You know what I mean
Only half alive in my solitude
Here at home
Now I stay indoors with my guitar
Ain't no better way to kill time
And I'm writing songs for no one but you my love
But you won't hear them in a while
And though I know you won't be missing long
I hate to see you go away
You know what I mean
Only half alive in my solitude
Here at home