Late March, Death March

Album: Pedestrian Verse (2013)
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  • I cursed in church again, and the hand-claps all fell quiet
    I watched the statue of you cry
    The candle is blown, so we start the black march home
    Through a stale and silent night

    There's a funeral in your eyes and a drunk priest at your side
    Staggering sermons never wash
    There's no reproach, from the lit touch paper booth
    Got stubborn and marrow and bastard bones
    Should we just get home, sleep this off
    Throw some sorry's and then, do it all again, well

    Folded arms clutch on his side
    The bridge is out and the river is high
    This is a march death march, march death march
    Yeah, there isn't a God, so I save my breath
    Pray silence for the road ahead
    And this march death march, march death march
    Yeah I went too far

    As we walk through an hour long fragment pause
    No grain of truce can be born
    My bridge is burned, perhaps we'll shortly learn
    That it was arson all along
    Can we just get home, sleep this off
    Throw some sorry's and then, do it all again
    Well like father said, less heart and more head
    So unfurrow that brow, and plant those seeds of doubt, oh

    Folded arms clutch on his side
    The bridge is out and the river is high
    And this march death march, march death march
    Ahh, there isn't a God, so I save my breath
    Pray silence for the road ahead
    And this march death march, march death march
    The dead balloons and withered flowers
    Sorry cannot save me now
    And this march death march, march death march
    Think I went too far

    March death march, march death march
    I went too far
    March death march, march death march
    Well, I went too far, I went too far
    I went too far, I went too far
    I went too far, I went too far
    March death march
    I went too far Writer/s: ANDY MONAGHAN, DAVID WILLIAM LAWRENCE KENNEDY, GRANT DAVID HUTCHISON, RUSSELL GORDON SKENE, SCOTT JOHN HUTCHISON
    Publisher: DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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