Things Of Stone And Wood - Share This Wine lyrics

From this chair I see the sun Bathe me in shadows of Commission flats Though the cold does touch my arm I turn to face the fire on telly A generation with our hands in blood Like all the generations gone before And though we thought we learnt our lessons It seems we learnt them too well So darling share this wine with me We'll be together on the eve of World War III And will the children that have grown so high In the back of our minds - slip through our fingers like oil I think I must have seen a thousand films Where all the boys come back from Vietnam And when they said they'd purged their conscience For a second I thought they meant it So in the congress hear them plead And try and carve their words in history Though we all fear the loss of life Our leaders fear the rise in global petrol prices So darling share this wine with me We'll be together on the eve of World War III And will the children that have grown so high In the back of our minds - slip through or fingers like oil So darling share this wine with me We'll be together on the eve of World War III And will the children that have grown so high In the back of our minds - slip through or fingers like oil