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Price Of Freedom

from RAIN by Freedom To Glide

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'Price Of Freedom' follows the journey of Andy's Granddad in the 9th Battalion of the Royal Northumberland Fusiliers, part of the ill fated 18th Division who's three month journey half way round the world took them to Singapore in February 1942 only to end up as Far East Prisoners of War and remained captive for three and a half years. Then regiment motto was Quo fata vocant - wither summons destiny, or as the Geordie's liked to translate it: 'We''ll go where we're told'.

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We set sail from Liverpool, Nova Scotia bound
The William Sail would take us from Halifax to Cape Town
Through every kind of sea no destination known
Half the way around the world, a universe from home

We’re just ordinary men sent to fight a cause
Wherever fate may lead us, foreign fields and distant shores
Hugging the coast of Africa to our next port of call
We sail by Madagascar as events unfold that would affect us all

With our futures at the hands
Of the will of a chosen few
We’re expected to deliver
We’re expected to come through
And our fates have led us here
To be currency for the bitter price of freedom

Laid up in Mombasa waiting, decisions being made
Plans that would decide our destiny and test our faith no matter how well laid
Be it desert or the jungle one thing we all knew
Ill-equipped and undertrained for either of the two

With our futures at the hands
Of the will of a chosen few
Who expect us to deliver
Who expect us to come through
So our fates have led us here
To be currency for the bitter price of freedom

So we sailed toward the rising sun, to save the island “bastion”
Lovers, Brothers, Fathers, Sons, the innocent defrauded young
Defenders of a naked Isle, Expendable, the rank and file
We were born into this century, Wither summons destiny

So our fates have led us here
And this island will fall
And the writing will be clear
As our backs hit the wall
Sold down the river on the blackest of days
For those who survive there’ll be hell to pay

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from RAIN, released November 11, 2013

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