Tied this letter to the red balloon
Flew this letter off across the ruse
Along with all the plans I made
Over crippled cranes and twisted steel
Deadlines overgrown and missing wheels
I told you so communicate
The biggest of mistakes can be forgiven
But a snowball of little white lies will crush your house
From the razor wire in old Iraq
Oil is what you make the nation's flag
Pray you never sleep again
Oh and laughable the crying shame
Oh the mark I made against your name
I hope this finds you less than sane
For you to think that history's rewritten
You'd have to think the dead will be forgotten
Your snowball of little white lies has crushed our house
You're fading in your chair
You hear the voices you've been holding off for so long
Fading in your garden chair
You hear the voices you've been holding off for so long
A hundred thousand punctured souls