People die, statistics lie

A waste of life and people breaking down

Can't put a name to any face

But send a man to come and bomb your town



A hungry baby needing blood

And both sides still believe in him up there

And innocents will end up hurt

As evil raises up it's skirt of tears



Further and further and further from love

Further from love



Right to choose, conflicting views

So why is truth impossible to find

If at first you don't agree

You have to be an enemy of mine



Further and further and further from love.....



Now I've been told that I'm naive

betraying Queen and misery as well

But I think war should be between

Those fighting men and there machines



THAT'S ALL