Ernest Statue
– i think i remember you.
i met you in the army,
you and me were the only ones
in the the howl of the wolves,
who were not guilty…
we tried to hide us,
but there was no escape.

you were always reading
ernest’s book all those
useless, empty nights,
you were suffering
from my angry moods,
oh we’re frighting.
the young men and the war,
oh, how we hated them…

Ernest Statue,
oh i promised you
– i’d see you again
in a couple of years…
and when i see you, i’ll shiver…

we were arrested
from prison to freedom,
cut, drunk, hated, loved and
bewondered, walked on
– over, over – damnert – wire…

words: boa
music: boa, davidson