Brought to their knees they were cut to the core
Back from the lines to a home that was weary of war
Fear was defined on the faces they met
Racked with the memories they desperately tried to forget
You were deceived by the hand you’d been dealt
Wrapped in the arms of the power you held
You clutched the straws of your truth as your Babylon fell
You had your time your war was over
Another world beyond October
It was clear once the rain had lifted
How the lines on the map had shifted
The ebb and flow of the souls betrayed
Line after line of the memories laid
Could this be just another chapter
Lost to time and the history writers
Simplified in black and white
Another seed is sown…..
Like the boy in the photograph
The only one who ever came back
To all the Mothers who were dressed in black
Another seed is sown
I’ll be glad when it’s all over
And this devil’s off my shoulder
Absolutely hooked on this album from first listen. How rare is that with prog!??? Excellent songwriting and musicianship. Can’t wait to dive into the rest of the collection. Thomas Lock