from The Forgotten,
released May 29, 2015
Tomorrows dead
Tomorrows gone
Already there
When your hand is warm
When your heart is cold
It’s nothing at all
On the backstreets of Warsaw
Across the street
Old man bleeds
Got no breath
Got no beat
Look up to the clouds
They are lined like soldiers
On the backstreets of Warsaw
I said love
Love is the flame
Turns them away
Everyone wants
Everyone needs
Just a child
Gone to the war
Just a child
On the backstreets of Warsaw
What can you say
Mouthful of dust
What can you say
To the gods above
Call to the band
Play something loud
On the backstreets of Warsaw
I said war
War is the night
Older than time
Colder than ice
A corporals eyes
Just a child
Feathered and blind
Just a child
On the backseat bound for war
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