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Through the panes of broken glass
See the lessons of the past
Watch hypocrisy unfold
From the mouths of open goals
Fractured earth, November sky
Minds too young to doubt the lie
Changing winds and shifting gales
Find the secrets on the dial
In the shadow of the style
The devil’s in the detail
Changing winds and shifting gales
(So my brothers fell like rain)
Hoist the flag and set the sails
(So my brothers fell like rain)
Tie your faith onto the rails
So my brothers fell like rain
Memories too close to the bone
The stare from angels made of stone
Stood like dominoes in chains
The fate of youth lay in the hands
That built their castles made of sand
So my brothers fell like rain
Changing winds and shifting gales
(So my brothers fell like rain)
Hoist the flag and set the sails
(So my brothers fell like rain)
Tie your faith on to the rails
So my brothers fell like rain
They filled our hearts they filled our minds
They’d be safe behind the lines
There’d be no way that we could fail
Hoist the flag and set the sails
The world we knew would leave our hearts
And crumble like a house of cards
A certain sense of freedom
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Starfall
04:14
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I watch them roll and burn
They wait for your return
Falling from their eyes
Gazing at the skies
Falling like stars
Falling like stars
I watch their rise and fall
(We freeze like stones as we hit the ground)
The light connects us all
(We dare not breathe or make a sound)
Reflected in our eyes
(Our stillness is our sole defence)
The Devil in disguise
Lest we fall in every sense
Falling like stars
Falling like stars
Falling like stars
Falling like stars
This is no place for hope
This is no place for faith
This is no place for love
No matter what you hear
No matter what they tell you
This is no place for glory
And this is how we feel
As we ride this storm of steel
There's nothing to be gained
Nothing to be saved that could be worth any of this
If you ever get this note
From the pocket of my coat
I'll have put down my gun
The peace of the done
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Zero
02:05
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Give me grace to meet the hand that strikes me down
Bury my faith in this bitterly contested ground
We didn't want this
We didn't make this
Still we give ourselves retrieving your mistakes
We didn't want this
We didn't ask for this
Still we lie in the beds that you make
And terror sweeps the face at zero
We didn't want this
We didn't make this
Still we give ourselves retrieving your mistakes
We didn't want this
We didn't ask for this
Still we lie in the beds that you make
And terror strikes the face at zero
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Repose
02:43
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Remember
05:55
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Just before the dream begins
To fade into the day
I’m holding on for dear life
To remember us this way
Faces in the photograph
Yellowed by the years
To be young in a peaceful time
Strangers to our fears
Sleep on the honed edge of a knife
This is the measure of my life
This is my testament of youth
I live and breathe the bitter truth
How we played the game so well
So many well spent days
Trace the lines of all the years
I wear them on my face
To be young in a violent time
Keeping hopes alive
Open hearts begin to search
The wreckage of our lives
Remember how we were expected to survive
Remember how we were so glad to be alive
After the earth had taken every drop of rain
I looked at you and asked did we achieve our aim
Left with the mist that lay between us
Left with the words that were never said
Our fears outweighed the hopes of reason
We tipped the scales and left it for dead
Two brothers looking for forgiveness
Two brothers asking for the truth
Each one is fighting for a freedom
Both red in claw both red in tooth
Remember how we were expected to survive
Remember how we were so glad to be alive
After the earth had taken every drop of rain
I looked at you and asked did we achieve our aim
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Hypnotized
04:18
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We’ve been hypnotized.
And analysed.
Multiplied and paralysed.
We’ve been poked and prodded.
Transistorised.
We’ve been kept in the dark.
But modified.
Made to smile.
At the spies in the skies.
A lab rat.
A hard hat
With a handicap.
We’ve been told to wear.
A hi-viz vest.
They’ve taken over.
From our Sunday best.
Hypnotized.
Sterilised.
Analysed.
Desensitised.
Right honourable.
Yeah that’s a joke.
Chauffeur driven, second home.
We hope you choke.
A single voice heard as one.
Now that’s a vote.
Hypnotized.
Sterilised.
Magnified.
Hypersized.
Transistorised.
We’re qualified.
Unorganised and pacified.
Undignified.
Tranquilized.
Hypnotized.
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