The ghosts of (they all?) still haunting me
the thousands that had to fall in vain
I see that wall before me...
And that was the way it had to be:
the thousands that had to go insane
I see a wall that isn´t mine
it only lives inside your mind.
There´s a new fire
from the ashes of the old
rising up from deep inside of lies
and stories you were told.
There is still a beating
in the heart broken in two
(?) still coming from the innocence
that (it?) stole from you.
1989
1989
The (echo´s?) strength from long ago
you follow a line where blood ground deep.
I see that war before me.
And way down inside you have to know:
Poets and thinkers rest in peace
I see a war that will be mine
follow the path they left behind...
There´s a new fire
from the ashes of the old
rising up from deep inside of lies
and stories you were told.
There is still a beating
in the heart broken in two
( ) still coming from the innocence
that (it?) stole from you.
1989
hey hey
1989
There´s a new wire...
*** Thanks Harry Dunn for the lyrics