Paralyzed

I look out to the fieldsWhere blood is shed upon the groundI breathe in, breathe outChange the channel, mute the soundI take a match, a cigarette, and a walk to clear my headMy stomach's reeling at the thought of all those human beings deadI breathe in, breathe outAnd go to do an interviewAbout a song three minutes longI just need something to doEspecially when my dearest friendWas sent to cover kosovoHis last assignment brought a bulletAnd now he is gone, he's goneFeels like i'm fiddling while rome is burning downShould i lay my fiddle down, take a rifle from the groundI need the ghost to breathe, a northern gale tonightCuz i'm paralyzed, i'm paralyzedI packed his books up, left the officeWent to tell the wife the newsShe fell in shock, the baby kickedAnd shed a tear inside the wombI breathed in, i breathed outSoaked the ground up with my eyesIt's hard to say a healing wordWhen your tongue is paralyzedFeels like i'm fiddling while rome is burning downShould i lay my fiddle down, take a rifle from the groundI need the ghost to breathe, a northern gale tonightCuz i'm paralyzed, i'm paralyzedI breathe in, i breathe out