It's hard to explain You see the blood on my shirt You're the very brave girl But Im glad you stayed home That was the old one And the very dusty tale About the young boys at the night time Whom people always want to blame
And my head is bleeding And my hands are shaking My fists are burning My body's aching I feel not guilty And there's no pleasure And my head is bleeding My body's aching
It's hard to explain And I know I was wrong I feel your lips on my cheek And you know what I have done
And all this long & winding road Won’t lead us to the promise land And “I should better watch my back” Are words I really hate to say
Oh cmon cmon cmon And you know that the world is wrong On the pavement that is covered in dust You ll see the sign that I left with blood And you know there is a fading light And the fascism will never die And you know that this way is hard Do you think that we can go?