Roanna's Song

(Album: Live, Breathe, Build, Believe - 2010)

I always wondered what I was going to be
Another bitter woman on a bus with a cat and a magazine?
My mind is jaded by the multiple painful memories
And I'm haunted by the regrets that I let get to me
I think a lot at night when I can't sleep
About the haters amongst us in the society
About the ignorance that surrounds just everything they say
About the lengths we go to try and hide our own mistakes

I don't care what you say, who you are, nothing is right about war
I don't care what you say, who you are, nothing is right about war
I don't care where there's oil, who's your god, nothing is right about war
I don't care what you say, who you are, nothing is right about war

Money is an invention of mankind gold wild
An unbiddable formidable array of tiny little bits of metal
Trying to represent the fabrication
That there's no exaggeration of the money in this nation
Last time I checked it was illegal, to start an illegal war
I don't think I'm the only person asking what the hell was that for
I don't care where there's oil, or who's your god
Nothing is right about war
Not a little bit of sense in it, not a little bit of sense in it
Why do we dedicate our lives to so many insufficient systems
A government that won't listen and money that doesn't exist?
The list could go on as it does in my head haven't slept in so long
I have so many reasons I can't sleep
Not a little bit of bitterness or jealousy
Sometimes I feel a psychological anomaly
My life is live nocturnally, I want to see my family

I don't care
I don't care what you say

I don't care what you say, who you are, nothing is right about war
I don't care what you say, who you are, nothing is right about war
I don't care where there's oil, who's your god, nothing is right about war
I don't care what you say, who you are, nothing is right about war

Let me tell when I struggled in the summer '05, oh why
My pretty little sister had a beautiful mind but we got by
And suddenly perspective came on down on me and schoolwork
Lost all meaning compared to fact that life was fleeting
I kept dreaming the same old dream in which a genie came a stayed for tea
And offered me one wish only the answer seemed so clear to me
But no matter how I tried
Your name had slipped my mind
I only dream nightmares, why would I want to go there?
Why would I want to see your pretty face right on the road there?
Why do you look me in the eye
As if this is not a dream and I'm able to save your life?
When I wake up I'm screaming it helps me to think
Of my brother my sister my mum and my dad
And I think to myself
I haven't got it so bad

I'll always be thinking of you
What I wouldn't give to see you again
I'll always be thinking of you
What I wouldn't give to see you again
I'll always be thinking of you

I'll always love ya, I'll always love ya
I'll always love ya, I'll always love ya
I'll always love ya

I'll always love ya, I'll always love ya
I'll always love ya, I'll always love ya
I'll love ya

A good friend told me
"You gotta think of here laughing, think of her comfy and happy
Think of the time you had her," he told me
"You gotta think of here laughing, think of her comfy and happy
Think of the time you had her," he told me
"You gotta think of here laughing, think of her comfy and happy
Think of the time you had her," he told me
"You gotta think of here laughing, think of her comfy and happy
Think of the time you had her," he told me

It was painful the day that you left us
And it's been painful every day since then since then
Painful the day, painful the day