gridlock on the parkway

all the living are dead, and the dead are all living
the war is over and we are beginning.

gridlock on the parkway now, the television man is here to show you how
the channel fades to snow, its off to work you go but at least..the war is over

shes gone, she left before you woke, as you ate last night, neither of you spoke
dishes, tv, bed the darkness filled with dread, but at least the war is over.

we won, or we think we did, when you went away, you were just a kid, and if you lost it all...and you lost it. we will still be there when the war is over
all the living are dead and the dead are all living
the war is over and we are beginning.

here it comes, here comes the first day
it starts up in our bedroom after the war.
....after the war