When I look back at the things I had
The things that now are gone
I was planting seeds of division
But the trees grew tall and strong

I used to see for miles around
But now the forest grows
Beneath the shade of branches
Are secrets no one knows

At first it was a place to hide
An oasis on barren lands
But holding on to a past that's gone
Was just leaving time on my hands

For years I must have wandered
Abandoning all that was good
I thought I knew my way out
But now I'm lost in the woods

Wasn't many days ago .
we were weaving in the mills .
they called our names .
ten at a time .
and taught us ******* .
see that young girl crying .
standing on the shore .
turn around and wave boys .
you'll see her face no more

Sent as rats with thin tin hats .
mow us down in rows .
here we go together boys .
we've no time left to grow .
see that young girl crying .
standing on the shore .
blow a kiss goodbye boys .
you wont kiss her anymore .

Taken from the mill towns .
left face down in the blood .
we never dreamed we'd die boys .
but others knew we would .
see that young girl waving .
standing on her own .
turn around and wave boys .
we wont be coming home .

Before we all go over boys .
one thing they never said .
they'll carve our names .
ten at a time .
among our brothers , dead .
see that girl upon the shore .
slowly turning round .
she'll soon be standing next to you .
laying flowers on the ground ..

my heart is a rebel to this world
like liquid overflowing
pouring over and clothing the exterior
my love leads the way
and this world follows.


- t.m