Don't You Want To talk About It

True and faithful are the wounds of a friend Who keeps on praying that this war will end. My heart is broken and I need it to mend. Don't you wanna talk about it?

 You're drinking water from a bitter well, Down on the beach, I see these broken shells. Paradise is falling, I'm surprised you can't tell.
 Don't you wanna talk about it?

 A line is drawn (the fear of death) A bridge is crossed (the savoire-faire) A friend is gone (the ratty breath)
 But is not lost (the falling hair)
 I watch the sky (there is a grip) I see a falling star (a vacant stare)
 And I asked the Lord - I wonder where you are. Kingdoms of earth, they don't mean nothing to me. I'd give my life if it would help you be free.
 This ain't the way that God intends it to be
 Don't you wanna talk about it? I called your lawyer, but he said you were gone
 I didn't see you 'cause your headlights weren't on.
 You shut the door and faded into the dawn. Don't you wanna talk about it? A line is drawn (the fear of death)
 A bridge is crossed (the savoire-faire)
 A friend is gone (the ratty breath)
 But is not lost (the falling hair)
 I pray each night I asked the Lord on high (a vacant stare) Where you are - and I asked him why.

 Spoken: Why must this go on? This battle inside
 That rages and rages like some restless tide.
 Over and over and over again.
 The flesh and spirit come against each other
 But I love you my brother, my brother. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.

 It goes on and on, this night does not end.