The National Lights
The Dead Will Walk
You’re looking to me in a fightBut I’m not your answerI was eating your body and bonesWell, we both wereI buried my love in the fireAnd that got me laughingAnd that got me to thinkingNobody goes homeSaving your love for the pyresThe dead will walk, dearIf you will it hard enoughThen we all willThen, when your legs were still youngYou begged me to have youNow I’m going to keep youNobody goes home
From Letras Mania