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Hey little thing
Hey little thing within
Don't believe these stories
Don't let them in
There's only one for you
There's one within that's true
If you see truth for sale
And buy it with your soul
You'll see confetti flying
Colour bearing the earth
And when the fanfare dies away
The silence sucks you in it's wake
To spend a lifetime living out
The fantasies of salesmen
Underneath the thorns beneath your feet
There's a fortress, dig deep
The slings and arrows never breached your walls
But tales have smothered them all
So bring in the archaeologists
To unearth your heritage
And take you home
There was a picture
Hung in the nursery
Drawn from faded scripture
To teach me what to see
A world where we're all helpless sinners
Damned in weakness to slavery
I looked at it, gave up my eyes
Drew in the shining mist
The selfless deeds, the battle cries
The conquerors, the kings
And so I drowned into ermine
And watched my blunted teeth dissolve
In sweet acidic resignation
Damned to breathe obedience
Underneath the thorns beneath your feet
There's a fortress, dig deep
The slings and arrows never breached your walls
But tales have smothered them all
So bring in the archaeologists
To unearth your heritage
And take you home
The wars you thought were lost weren't wars at all
No one took a victory
Bring in the archaeologists
To unearth your heritage
And take you home



Авторы: Timothy Charles Shaw Copyright: Warp Music Limited



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