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WW3

 

WW3

(album: This Is For The Barbarians - 2022)


Maybe love is like a wind
Blowing in and out again
Buckling the top button
To brace yourself for the CNN

Maybe we should try again
Maybe love will let us in
Fear for not into the dark
This is how the war will start

When I was young I prayed for love
Now I pray for the world at war
When I get old I'll hold my tongue
And say farewell for the end has come
And every breath of every word
Will wreak havoc on return
Hold on a little more
There's an end to the war, I'm sure

Maybe faith is like the sun
Shining down on everyone
Hold the lens up to the flame
Watch the embers come and save

Maybe we can start again
Throw the embers to the wind
Fear for not into the dark
There's a light beyond the spark

When I was young I prayed for love
Now I pray for the world at war
When I get old I'll hold my tongue
And say farewell for the end has come
And every breath of every word
Will wreak havoc on return
Hold on a little more
There's an end to the war, I'm sure

When I was young I prayed for love
Now I pray for the world at war
When I get old I'll hold my tongue
And say farewell for the end has come
And every breath of every word
Will wreak havoc on return
Hold on a little more
There's an end to the war, I'm sure

When I was young I prayed for love
Now I pray for the world at war
When I get old I'll hold my tongue
And say farewell for the end has come
And every breath of every word
Will wreak havoc on return
Hold on a little more
There's an end to the war, I'm sure

Maybe we should try again
Maybe hope will let us in
Fear for not into the dark
This is how the war will start

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