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Modern English

Someone's Calling

 

Someone's Calling

(album: After The Snow - 1982)


Turning 'round as if in flight
I sense your breath cut like a knife
A thousand shadows all in pain
What they (feel/fear[?]) must be the same

The tension's mounting (mounted[?]) with the tide
I see the heat rise to the sky
I search the faces for a clue
A thousand hate(s), some laughter too

The flames were dancing as the people shouted
The streets they were alive as the stage was mounted
A thousand cries of jubilation
From the throes of this great people's nation

And as our bridges burned to dust
A useless theme was quite enough
I felt as you, one with the night
Someone's calling in the night

I start to think, I start to cry
The choice is always mine
But I'm too scared to dance (judge?)
But I'm too scared to dance (judge?)
But I'm too scared to dance (judge?)
But I'm too scared to dance (judge?)

Turning 'round as if in flight
I sense your breath cut like a knife
A thousand shadows all in pain
What they (feel/fear[?]) must be the same

Someone's calling in the night
Someone's calling in the night
Someone's calling in the night
Someone's calling in the night

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