Papercuts - New Body

New paint for the walls
Holding up for so long
New flowers for the garden
When the old ones have fallen
New vines full of grapes
When the old rot away
And you won't believe it
- you'll love this most of all

New bodies for the old, old guard
New suits for the boys in the band
Familiar eyes on pretty new faces
And it's the same old dress

Who would you want
Staring back at the table?
Think of all you love
Now you won't have to give it up

New bodies for the old, old guard
New suits for the boys in the band
Familiar eyes on pretty new faces
But it's the same old dress

So what will you choose?
Brown eyes or blue?
Camouflage and agent orange
Goodbye, old fears

New bodies for the old, old guard
New suits for the boys in the band
Familiar eyes on pretty new faces
But it's the same old dress
It's the same old dress