He imagines the world
As the angel is sending
Like the ghost of a man
Who is tied up to the chairAnd he tries to believe
That his life has a meaning
With his hand on his heart
Pour le monde, pas pour la guerreAnd I wake up blind
Like my dreams were too bright
And I lost my regard
For the good things that I had
And the radio was sadWhen you listen for good
In a hope that comes to nothing
Cause the liars moved in
And they believe their own dark medicineYou act so nonchalant
But he is not a dog
Perform for you in the stadium
For the world, not for the warAnd he wont hesitate
Though it might lead to heartache
In the night, Club Indigo
For the world, not for the war
Pour le monde, pas pour la guerreWhen you listen for good
In a hope that comes to nothing
Cause the liars have moved in
And they believe their own dark medicine
Believing its good
Behind their jaded eyes, a dilemmaHes the best you ever had
Hes so low, you'll never know
Hes the best, you'll never know
Hes so low, you'll never knowHes so low, you'll never know
Hes the best