This is Ned, spent time on the battlefield, tattered and torn, limbs all worn, knock on the head last time out, hurt and kill, twist and shout, He’s on walkabout , Faith in mankind to be trusted, Grey walls he tumbled and busted, so let him be, can’t you see ? Tie up the horse and rest the head Ned, your skull it bled, I forgive, let it be said, now lost and alone, thank God for the phone, Paradise is a blank canvas.
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This is Ned, spent time on the battlefield, tattered and torn, limbs all worn, knock on the head last time out, hurt and kill, twist and shout, He’s on walkabout , Faith in mankind to be trusted, Grey walls he tumbled and busted, so let him be, can’t you see ? Tie up the horse and rest the head Ned, your skull it bled, I forgive, let it be said, now lost and alone, thank God for the phone, Paradise is a blank canvas.