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Revolutionaries

empty houses, pouring rain

listen to the news today

red coats marching, off to war

knock once left, once right

on a barricaded door.

 

empty the chamber into a platoon

read their palms in the ****** lagoon

sing sweet nightingale

night and day

“Here the bravest

of the fools will lay.”

 

Breath of life, a fleeting thing

who the pawn, who, the King?

Paper lanterns in the sky

wishing stars that live to die

promises from a lovers kiss

withdraw your soul, now remiss.

 

empty houses, pouring rain

have you heard the news today?

The birds are gone, the lights are out

silence follows revolutions shout.

Bellow bravely, cowards all

we will stand as the Empire falls.

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Feb 18, 2011
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