Don't go, don't go
So slow, so slow
And don't stop breathing
We know, we know
You'll go, you'll go
So don't stop believing
Don't suck your little thumb, suck your little thumb
We're so nearly done, we're so nearly done
Final call for
All the men of war
Last plane is leaving
Stay home, stay home
They're gone, they're gone
But don't go bereaving
Don't stop breathing
Keep on believing
It's over, we know
This song was written with war on my mind. It's a bit of a mix up of emotions and touches on the call up of young soldiers who shouldn't be going anywhere.
It's another 12 string open E song which finishes up with a round. I've recorded this as a solo project and plan to remix this soon.
The song has been played at the following gigs:
The Liquid Ship - 27th June 2006
Glasgow University Postgrad Club - 21st April 2006